There shan't be a dearth of gossip for the time being and for that I'm glad.
Why do kids scream so much?
I hear birds squawking at the oddest hours here. Love it.
I'm far too engrossed with something that I feel like I can pour all my love into.
There's a rock with my name on it and I'm under it living life in the apathy lane.
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