Sublime

hardscrabble

In loneliness I have drifted this long way, alone. My torn and shabby robe could not keep out the cold. And tonight the sky was so clear it made my heart ache all the more.

And it was the kind of thing that loses the most important nuances when reduced to words.

alights,

Ptolemaic

hearth.

throng

laudable

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