Poetry is to Music as Lyric is to Soul: Robin, Worm, Crow, and Vole Con’t. (Worm’s confession)

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Sunday, February 13, 2011

Robin, Worm, Crow, and Vole Con’t. (Worm’s confession)

Worm, already feeling akward and self conscious, was now just noticing his own glow. Everyone was staring at him. From the inside, the glow did not feel especially intense. There was no hot flash or warmth of any kind. Worm did notice a subtle shift in his internal energy. It felt like an inner tourch, a beacon of light had been lit from the inside. It gave him the confidence to speak. “All my life, I have been warned about the dangers of traveling too close to the surface. I have lost friends... Sign in to see full entry.

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