Six poems I commented and the sixth I liked best. Is it strange I feel at home in the void, as if noble tengu can hear my voice and council me? What serenity I take from reality I drown inside my workshop within my dream. My life to sustain the dream. Mighty moon, hide this evil from me. Let my heart be shallow enough to wander forever in hapless bliss. To these promises, I add your name to my stump, where I wish to speak to you, one day, my friend. Thank you for writing something so powerful that it triggered all of these musings. -Bryad Polis Valentino
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