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#Shoftek!

In the 9th grade, I fell in love with greek mythology. In college, I loved Roman history. So I will reminisce.......

I am good, my friends are crazy and they like the noise. A dorm turned out to be a blessing. Sometimes, when you plan evil against someone, it backfires. None of this matters and this is not what I want to talk about.

Your face looks very beautiful when you are wearing a hat. I love the fact that you look at where I am. I think about all your talk about inspiration. I smile when I think about it.

Here is somethig poetic for the night, something i think about often.
The Greeks said inspiration was a divine madness — a spark from the gods that seizes the heart. If that’s true, then your blue eyes are the place where the lightning struck me. There’s a whole ocean in them, and somehow they make me want to be braver, better, and a little more reckless than I ever planned.
The Egyptians believed inspiration was the breath of the gods — a moment when truth and desire align. Your blue eyes feel like that kind of spark. Like they carry a piece of the sky, and every time I look into them, something in me wakes up and remembers what courage feels like.

Thank you for the trust but please be careful, stay vigilant, there is no telling to what they can do. I wish the circumstances were a bit different -- no, much different. I pray for the appeal to be successful soon so these barriers can be knocked down.