Roscoe and the lady’s spent

These things are spoken when under shadow, away from unbidden gaze.

So you may nurse your illusions of freedom; tender carefully to that conceit if you seek favour from your master. His eyes heed not your wishes nor does his comfort wrest upon your intentions.

Plucking berries in the shallow footing of a meadow, you will see the fruit of another’s labour.

 Nb. so it was written…

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~ by deadspidereye on April 16, 2016.

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