November's ending and I haven't seen a storm. It's all incomplete. But perhaps that only means that we have to write our own endings. But I can only think in echoes. And you don't need us.
We do what we can.
Don't we?
Sometimes you win and sometimes you lose. There's really nothing more to it.
I'm sailing on the other side now.
Free
and
Gone.
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