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Pureness's Fossils a.

Sometimes very outmoded pure hearted one's cry and scream could reverberate in our own obliged commonplace mind.


What makes you so pure?


I anytime can't help but half sympathizing, half trying to discriminate that genuinely pure hearted one's own spiritual violence.


E.g. once I was heard of your sining voice, any other singer's song could be heard merely worldly tone.


Shadowed heart summoning own lamentable voice you make on your song cannot help but agitating my mind so pleasantly, you know. 


Very fragile your mind is probably made of delicate jewelry tasty shiny glittering. 


Though, otherwise very sensitively injured heart of you must make you obliged to scream from your bottom of your heart, you know.


To these days' reality in fact by and large, our all lazy immunity draggable mentality makes you merely fragile sensitive minded one delicate younger guy's own scream, you either know it.


Your singing defiant scream brings me a typically never easily gettable some attached lament in pleasure.



(Irregularly continued)




May 16th.  2023



(To Tom O'Dell's Another Love)