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Oh Jennie, may i sit down at your feet? Night will soon be springing up, but so too will Spring, from nothing more than herself and in all and utter belief. And from without myself i would never have knowd nothing about it. Now perhaps i may. i am holding on inside these better thoughts to be with all my heart.  
 
Oh Jennie, i would sit at your feet and you would find out about all that i have done and all that i am, even though it is none of it at all for me to say. i would not say it. Oh, but i need a trusty confessor! And already, i wouldn't be me without you, still, in so many and varied tiny so as almost to be invisible, but incremental, and slowly collective so as to amount to more. All of which isn't to say i haven't at times struggled to fade away from all of myself, at the expense of learning any new refrain. 
 
Oh, Jennie,

i confide in you. From the twilight, to the morning, to the twilight next, i have great hope in Spring, just as Spring does Herself have great hope in belief-and-trust Itself, as well as in that more perfect Kind. For Spring has great breadth.  
 
i have hope, and my hope is everything to me - The winter once came and said many sad things with many strong assurances, but threading right in-between behind them each, there You came. i shall pray. i see you now – and i shall not go inside –  
i shall continue to pray to further become, instead – i have faith, only, and i pray that from my faith at least some people may be blessed, and none cursed. From all of our collective todays comes all of tomorrow's future "todays," so how could i not have hope? i would not waste being, like that. i could never.  
 
What is it that you have been making since i left, the last time? i would dare to ask you to show it. i would also dare to pray that i would see the mother-Rat, once again. And in the light of the able streetlamps, suddenly i do. There she is.    

My Advice? Oh! – Jennie...!  
 
. .Be.  
 
encourager. .

  
 
Your name many times becomes the rescuer of me 
 
Oh,  
 
Be.  
Encourager?  
 
 
 

 
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