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New aspiration possibly finally headed in the

right direction which is to be the sort of person

whose cheerful elvish self pops out the sun in

others’ brains, the sort whose own lights shine

true and clear on a scary street like the windows

of a cozy little home in a dark wood

fire in the hearth each lost soul welcomed

with a cup of tea and comfy chair

no questions no hesitation no requirement.

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