Tag: Diaries of the moonlight hours
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65th Letter

I don’t know if our meeting ‘there’ is enough for me to know. I’m still down here in these worlds.
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63rd Letter

To my only hope above, This is frustrating. This life. Can’t I do what I wish in peace? I danced with ‘her’ again. As usual. Our dear Keeper of the Gate. Yes. I know. Leisures with her are unacceptable. I’m reminded everytime. As always. But the other night, our waltz was almost perfect. Almost a…
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59th Letter

06/06/2021 To my dear whoever you are now… I’ve finally found a drop of it. An inkling of it. A mere trace of it secretly flowing through my veins. It’s not much But it’s something this man needs a wisp of. Because, in all honesty, there hasn’t been much of it lately. The will. To…
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56th Letter

16:12 11/05/2021 To my… Maybe a man is tired… This role is tiring to the soul. Is it satisfying? I’m not even sure if I can remember anymore. All I get now is exhaustion. So one may ask, why does a man continue to do what he does? Maybe I’ve forgotten the answer. Maybe this…





