There's a hole in my life. Black hole, white sky, blue grass, country music, or country style dining.
Loneliness overwhelms the green state of being when the orchids are in bloom. Or when they wilt under the cold rains of the jungle night sky. Concerted effort is needed to apply ourselves to the destruction of the village. Progress!
Education. That's the secret. A hole that must be filled.
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