Old Wineskins

Old Wineskins

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Old Wineskins
Old Wineskins
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May 06, 2023
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🔥.. my friend, we try again.. 1

I’ve decided I can’t write anything that isn’t True. My friend, this must explain my hesitancy in writing, my pausing. You and me, let us see it as maturity on my part.. you know I’ve long suffered at the mercy of my passions, my flighty, sentimental thoughts — they are still there, but now it’s more of wait. to pour. the wine.

find the proper glass. vessel for the hidden wealth within.

.. like my thoughts are worth that much.

They are to me, though. The world, my friend.. she needs to bleed.. love. So, I am stern and chide my children for chancy designs that will harm their well-being, I scratch my arms in silence. The raw still lives. Still.. she won’t come until there’s that.. tendril of Truth.

Summer comes.

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