But lo, what capacity she has for patience in peril and persistence in consistency.
The seeker clamors– howling with a horrid fascination,
"Tyrant monster, tell me your secrets
tell me your solace story
relieve my mind from the unknown."
Cooly observing, she continues on her way, unraveling day by day... moment by moment.
Yes. The future calmly, silently slips on.
Just out of reach,
Tantalizing.
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-ajm
