Anyone else get annoyed when we have all sorts of ideas and stories in our heads but can just get it out there? I have made a rough draft of a story I wanted to write about a young peasant girl living in the times of witch persecutions by Stendarr’s faithful but I’m just too lazy to get it on here. That and I’m in desperate need of a new computer
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And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed. I long for scenes where man hath never trod A place where woman never smiled or wept There to abide with my Creator, God, And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept, Untroubling and untroubled where I lie The grass below—above the vaulted sky.”
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