A Letter To None. The fragrances of the past allures, Thinking backwards has always enlightened her soul. Though the mind challenges this, do not begin with the heart, for that conquers all the flesh-eating fear that stirs within her, whenever she let herself taint others- Stains them with depth that fails to reach their souls. She yearns to become a witness, to a life that is far greater than her own, a life where the sun is a source of happiness, not one of longing for the fires in her mind to melt her into an allusion. (not done yet, half baked poem).