Does fate actively seek it out, any chance to present itself, as a shining light, and a reminder, that there’s something greater than ourselves, one thing’s for sure, so much can be relevant to ourselves, if we allow it, sirens singing in the distance, it could be a whole thread, a chance, a quest, unravel it, allow it to fall, her sundress, and thank the heavens, your heart, that you listened to it, fallen angels smirk, lilies in the valley, the price of goth pussy, unicorn blood, poetry, and what you did to those birds, maybe it was worth the world…

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