We’ll all come to this point. A point.
And thats the branches of the tree that reach for the tips of the air in the night time dark. When creatures awake, when creatures sleep. We’re on the daunting side of it all and we’ve got to make better choices.
We’ll all talk, you, ,me. Put a ‘ you ‘ in there, because that feels better and makes sense to us. But it doesn’t mean much to the people reading. There is a you. and a me. And not knowing either of the two, makes for a complete incomplete story.

Tell me otherwise you liver you.

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