My words are crafted of stained glass hand made and authentic. Forged by hate and Fragile as life. Your mind is like a brick carelessly p i p h e w d i n to t h e w i n d. s m w h y o a r t d t s e r ing till their frag men tat ion resembles nothing of the former pane and I have misplaced my ladder. So how am I to put them back in place?
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Thank you, Matt! I appreciate the kind words and hope your day continues to be great.
Beautiful work, Tom. This was a great way to start my morning.