Sweet friend of mine. I have reached these lands newly, by a route obscure and lonely, haunted by ill angels only. With mountains toppling into seas without a shore and oceans that restlessly aspire, that surge unto skies of fire. With lakes endlessly outspread lone and dead, their waters still and chilly. Yet I felt warm as I thought of you.
In the cold of dawn, where the traveler meets sheeted memories of the past, shrouded forms that start and sigh as they pass the wanderer by. White-robed forms of friends long given in agony, to the earth and heaven. And as the sun rose, and gave warmth and light freely, I thought of you my dearest friend.
Sweet friend of mine. How soothing your kind companionship warms my heart and refreshes my soul. Thank you for coming into my life.
You are such a wonderful friend and so loved Johannes! Always remember that!
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