

Child.Wide-eyes, flyaway hair. "What is love?" It echoes through thoughts, unanswered.Child.


I won'tI imagine that I knew you. Your gorgeous face and the way your dainty body (though strong) moved through life. Invincible. Or so you seemed.I won't
I imagine that we were once friends and some terrible force had ripped us
apart and made you never talk to me.
I imagine I knew you so well and yet I know
I knew nothing at all.
I knew not of the tragic end, or the way you celebrated love. Hell, I didn't even know your favorite colour.
I won't pretend this is some great loss in my heart. I never knew you.
But I mourn nonetheless. I mou
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OBEY!
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This is... the milk of swiss mountain goats.
Yum.
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OBEY!
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This is... the milk of swiss mountain goats.
Yum.
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OBEY!
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