Prologue
I awoke from aggravated sleep defilement, yesterday's Politics grinding away what little remained of nerve coverings . There would be no return to sleep . Sentences began forming. I tried to dismiss them.
There must have been some form of Wish that had positioned itself inside Sub-Conscious --- some invisible SOMETHING that REEKED of the fetid stench of hope---- I knew better----I also KNOW that Miracles Happen .
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