A dissolution, a distinct remedy to no specific problem. You took me to my house, you watered me. Nothing flies beneath the horizon except sunken ships and bad ideas - you wanted me to be there. A sweetness so intense I can now live without it, and yet its blossoms tempt me every daylight hour, every wavering minute pouring me full of ambrose brew, drunken, singing - but how there is freedom in that voice, and lightness in the release.
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