I apologize ever so deeply for not listening to you, through these days of cold. I fear nothing but letting go of your lips held between my solemn hands, wringing out your evidence into a dirty, filthy sink. Wasting away your wisdom into another thing of my past, would be suicide on my part, forgive me again. I only live and breathe because of your patience, and your beams of light. That light grows inside of this little girl's heart, dimmed again by my selfish repression, forget what I've said, I'm aware of you now.
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