Forgive me for beating around you too often.
Don't worry, one of these days, I will choose not to hide in metaphors.
You will have my words in broad daylight and not shrouded in darkness.
Just ye wait.^^
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A Bright Clearing I AM.
There are worn-out circular paths around that bush. I can't help it... venturing off has always been my nature.
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