An interesting night this may be. Loneliness runs rampant and I've thrown out all unwanted and old clothes out. A reinvention of the sorts.
That sounds good.
It'll be the day, where I will be better and improved, reincarnated. No longer will I lie unnoticed, unattended and unwanted. Heads will turn. I will be someone. No longer in the shadows.
That sounds good.
It'll be the day, where I will be better and improved, reincarnated. No longer will I lie unnoticed, unattended and unwanted. Heads will turn. I will be someone. No longer in the shadows.
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