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haven't spoken to you in a while. i've been lost in transition. forgive this position that finds me, for i am a winter child and the season takes me under before i know it i'm knee deep in snow. it gets cold here. voyagers can tread no more. do not tread where you are not feared. i came up with that. i thought it was profound, but now i just laugh. oh, stop me. forgive this distance. i know you feel it, too. didn't mean to leave you empty handed and if i had some kind of comfort to offer, i would. just know i'm here-alive-and this has nothing to do with you. i hope you can understand, raven.