I sit here, only daring to dream in broken and fleeting instants about a life that I was ever-certain to inherit from destiny's winds; my mantle, a picture so clear that perhaps I never opted to imagine that it held the beauty of a perfect photograph, and, hence, was unrealistic
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Anonymous commentary - insightful and tipping of the hand; clearly someone who knows of the Prague Impulse, as it were - as well as my penchant for goth babes.
So, if I know you, why don't you let yourself be known?
Unclear.
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