At Night I Can See The Lights

“Life is a never-ending story with no plot because it has been eaten. The depths of me. When will we forgive what has become of them? When is she thinking too deep that she cannot leave without men? Woe is becoming, not free.”

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I am the desert I am the sea I am ambition I am a queen

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