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Who would have thought, the price of a sound mind to cost the dearest. Payments made in the deepest blues of the sky, where neither sun nor moon can touch. A blank slate, a shivering patch of grass, a silent square of light edging across the living room wall. Lips moving around words that flutter to the ground - dethroned wishes. Eyes drifting back and forth between present and past, a constant scattering of sighs and musings. You know the value of a desperate prayer screaming in the pits of despair. The bartering you must thrive on to keep your heart beating. And the strength that descends upon you at the barest end. The pen has become your solace, the blank page your empty world, and your words a fortress. A peaceful warrior journeying through gardens of endlessness.
