I gave my heart a condition. To calm my nerves, I had another piece. Delicious and suddenly gone. Again. To defy my lessons, I'm stuffed with regret long outliving the memory of satisfaction. I had a good meal, testing the power evil. I suffered his gushing. Glorify the one who broke my compass. We're sharing a fish bowl and I'm going to learn my own way.
I've read it 3 times so far and it just gets better every time.
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