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She is always either gazing outward, silently, or smiling ever so subtly and alluringly. But always afar. Yonder. She has opened up to Me, very subtly but noticeably so. In the months previous, she showed no emotion before me or in my presence. Just like Overseas, just like The Non-Civilian Me. Sometimes, like The Ground-Zero Me. Her presence used to be ominous, and her eyes and much of her face, used to always be in dark or shadow. Under the unspoken assumption, that this all-encompassing distance between She and I, would always remain. Raging Fire. Empty Shell. Scorched Bricks. Tattered Flag. The Ground Zero Me. But she has changed, or rather, evolved, gradually so, as I have too. What I see now, is a rural house. A country house. Quiet. Spring-time. With the birds so delicately audible. The leaves on the trees, fresh and green, swaying in The Placid Spring Breeze, which permeates inward through the open window, along with The Soft, Gentle Sunl...