as I left you, I walked for a trembling moment I believed I had left everything behind that my legs would falter, but I walked the still standing time within and now, here as I walk I see that I have everything ahead of me . if you possessed a fur it would have a myriad of mollifying scents but a hint of something sharply burnt aflame out there in the night where I drift upon your warm winds from caves of the underworld then you would shake your fur - if you had one and we would all feel your cold delightful rain against our naked skin .
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