Broken

Sometimes things are broken and you can't mend them. It is inexorable - Wyrd bio ful araed.

How much time do we waste on this rather than letting the dust just float away leaving us clean and free.

From my cage I write that I need to fly.

Too many of you are talking so beautifully about On Ashover Hill. I feel lost in the hum of it all. Thankyou.

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