My War with Autumn
My War with Autumn
MUSIC UNDER: Single, lonely violin playing 25 November, the year of our Lord, two thousand and twenty-two. Dear Diary, I am blessed to be here to write this, for today I blew leaves across one quarter acre of hostile territory. I do thank my Lord and savior Jesus Christ that I did not die upon that patch of land today. Sitting here my arms weigh on me as heavy balloons filled with suffering.…
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