the comfort of now is a fee postponed to fell a tree and char its wood for warmth tonight, is to pluck the air from a grandchild’s breath tomorrow. whether we care to look close enough or not; every choice bears a price tag.

the comfort of now is a fee postponed to fell a tree and char its wood for warmth tonight, is to pluck the air from a grandchild’s breath tomorrow. whether we care to look close enough or not; every choice bears a price tag.

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Ok well wow. I thought the audio forms offered little until this! Makes me wish I had an amazing sounding voice too. Your gift is 💫
You got skills