Feels like a renaissance is in the works. The Institute is weed-grown, paint-chipped, silent. The cafeteria echoes with the olden sounds of happy, dynamic students. But now.. now... perhaps spring comes for the Truth as well. A ver.
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LOVE this = I want to joint the Institute...
ReplyDeleteThat's what we need most. Truth. Thanks for embodying it, Doug. I believe! I am delighted to be able to say that wholeheartedly!
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