†Gel†
†The Wistful One†


|Wise|Polite|Ponderous|Stoic|Lonely|

|Resurrected|

O solitude
Be my hangman,
Wrack me, twist me
Trample my coiled span
O solitude
Be my saviour.

Indeed. Many overlook such simple pleasures.
It is so good to have you back, little brother.
As I age, I find your antics less stressful.
I can only say the same.

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Must I endure the loss of you again, old friend?
When did you become nothing but a memory?
When was the last time we talked?
I miss you too.