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Subliminal tauntings and disappointed messages still pepper my reality. Too many to count. It must have hurt. Fabric still angry with me. I hope this finds you well, since my last trip took me to little bird I figured it was time. Might have been a chance for communication or clarity there, I shouldn't have kept walking. I hope you're healed somewhat, knowing you probably no lack of magic and power to be found these past months, and those ahead. Just don't forget to stay in the light, the edge of reality can be a bitch but you know that already.
I'm stuck in the dark as I was meant to be.
Miss ya luck
Forever distant,
Homeless schizo <3
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