With the tiptoeing, muffled door slams and volatile presence lurking around, it’s nostalgic of an era not so long ago. Yet still, I wonder if the furor is all for what? Is it worth the energy fidgeting on every unfounded detail just because you perceive yourself as one with the halo? Will it help to recreate the unclear past occurrences over and over again until you are exhausted? Will you soon go bonkers over the fact that the weeds devoured your precious orchids? It was you who ignited this…upright Hestia within earshot reminding Zeus to pay it off pay it off pay it pay it off like a broken record. Zeus was silent. That’s just sad. So…will you Alecto rise up to the occasion? Will you mourn for the loss of your name? I believe not. I am not keen on such shallowness nor of such juvenile behavior. Well, at least not to those who do not matter to me. Have you peeked at the skies lately?
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