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[nemawai]

Now that I now longer know you I can make you anything I'd like. You can be a wretched monster when I want to hate you. A insufferable sulking mess when I want to be missed. You can be the pitied tragic hero if I want to sit back and recall a fine tale. You can be everything when I'm lacking a muse. You can be nothing when I smile and my eyes gleam as I'm standing, cigarette finished, hanging on his every word. I bet you didn't know you were so versatile, so infinite.

I feel a wave of delight brewing in these seas. The air is growing silly. I'm enjoying chemistry. ha.