45th Letter

What a safe world we live in, here in the Star Country. What an unreasonably safe world. It’s too easy to forget the value of true matters once you no longer notice the curtains. But that’s if you’ve ever acknowledged that the curtains were there in the first place. I think that’s where folk fall blind. The act behind curtain. The truth of the show. The reality. Father above, treat them well once they finally leave these worlds. Or at least, when they leave this world.

To be continued…

I’m too tired write at the moment

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