Was going to write so much more and so ends my night . . . I’m
being called out by the forces that are. That always means well . . . I’ll float among the stars, flying myself through them . . . I’ll remember who I really am, not who I'm getting to be . . .
being called out by the forces that are. That always means well . . . I’ll float among the stars, flying myself through them . . . I’ll remember who I really am, not who I'm getting to be . . .
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