My dear Southern Mongers,

My heart goes out to you in so many ways. Though the monster has blown herself out, she has left you in a changed world. As hard as it is to understand, you must hang on and breathe. One breath after another, one foot in front of the other. If you are reading this you know that as horrendous as all this is, your number has not been called. You are still here to live and breathe. You keep the heartbroken land alive with your breath, and you nourish it with your tears.

Please take my love with you on your journey, however it winds. Try and be strong and use your head. That's important when building a future. Music will be there with you to whisper in your ear and support your heart. We'll see you again, and lordy lord will we party. Hang on people!

All my love and support to you,

Ann

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