But I Knew One More Thing. That

Kindness Was The Last Thing She Needed. She Had To Stay In The Icy Place, The Numb Place, And Their Warmth Threatened To Melt Her Just When She Needed The Cold.

Memory Is The Fourth Dimension To Any Landscape.

Her Scruffy Innoscense To Impregnate With His Dreams. Reason Was Seductive, It Gave The Appearance Of Truth

Don't Turn Over The Rocks If You Don't Want To See The Pale Creatures Who Live Under Them.

I Felt Beautiful But Also Interrupted. I Wasn't Used To Being So Complicated.