Apr 08, 2020 22:04
So I realized, I’m Jack.
And I’m Elam,
And - Edmont,
And also - the son of Laertes.
My names are many,
But my fate is the same...
A tale of love, self-destruction,
And loss...
Oh my Lady Evene, my only muse...
Why did it have to be like this?
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