I want you to show me the stairs up, the ones made of ice and lightning bolts, and as we ascend into the clouds I want the sibilant stillness of nonsense, time standing still, gravity and space my cloak and the end of it all the promise of rest, peace, for all of eternity. I'm so tired, feel so old, can't you just let me go?

I don't think so. Too many other places and you amuse me so.

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Well there you have it.

What's up little Vic?
lol