Dear Fiery,
Like the time when leaves fall and the grass sparkles with frost, as days and weeks fly past so fast and awaiting a scene when scandals rest fathom, when travelling from the sweetness of life to the truth surrounding it, you will seemingly see the world way better than it is; truth will set in soon and beware when it does, finally taking prime decimated decisions...
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Dear Fiery...
SpiritualPassions fired by loneliness... A quest indeed- to find the meaning of those little things... While doubts shadow truths, she still observes... sees what can be done... All the while, she notes things down in her dear diary, Fiery...
