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Thomas finally had what he always wanted, a world of his own devising.
A lone pillar, surrounded by iced isolation.
From deep inside a feeling grew; this world besieged by ice he would flee.
October 24, 2016 at 3:28 am
Sometimes what we think we want, turns out to not be so.
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October 24, 2016 at 6:36 am
That is very true. Honey in the mouth, gall in the belly.
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October 24, 2016 at 6:43 am
Yep, that’s it…
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October 24, 2016 at 6:33 am
ooooooooh. will he be happy?
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October 24, 2016 at 6:41 am
Will he indeed…good question. Perhaps I’ll expand it.
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October 24, 2016 at 7:44 am
ooh that sounds nice. ❤
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October 26, 2016 at 2:28 am
Feels strangely eerie and yet very joyous at the same time. Lovely!
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October 26, 2016 at 2:58 am
Thank you very much. I’m glad you liked it. 🙂
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