Let the dust and smoke of this world collapse into your lungs.
Do not from it repulse. They are not enough of withering agents.
The real one is the barren desert, still and empty,
that dwells inside one – a possible breeding ground.
It is not the barrenness of that place that makes it barren.
Only the perception of that barrenness as barren.
Well, well, well.
You were here all along.
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“Reality warping isn’t my only superpower,” complains Invisibility.
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Just don’t turn invisible on your birthday, please.
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That’s exactly the plan.
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Well Happy-birthday anyway.
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Lovely, though you may used the word barren one too many times 🙂
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It was deliberate. I had to achieve the repetitive effect to deliver the right impact. Thank you for the compliment, though.
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Lovely!
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Brilliantly written
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