Oh, don’t mind me my friend, I’ve settled in to stay. Your hands twisted and varicose, collecting in your veins. Beware the crow’s compulsory disease it’s cancerous in nature watch it fester underneath. Dear, I’ve never left you. I’ll always be true. I’ve been so lonely. I’ll be with you soon. Don’t you know that we can never taste this fruit upon our lips? Fore we are meant to do this dance with unrelenting, graceful foot steps. Dear wither, I’ve found love. We’ll just have to wait. Stop your advances. I’ll be with you soon.
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