I think I know vaguely who she plays. A role in a gorgeous theater I imagine. Is she your rival, the competition, the alternative shield. I betray you both at a lost bar. And wonder if my brain is rotting or encased in preservatives. I hallucinated when I kissed her upside down because I wanted to, was she you? For a few seconds yes. It's done. All of us. A new Internet mythology we are stuck with. Was it the wrong person or the perfect person? I enjoyed the setup. Do I need to send money and fan mail that I could send to myself? The tale is abstract. Did we ever meet. Belle was delivered, possibly a century ago. She still needs some kind of father who doesn't control too excessively. The spirits carried me to one spirit because I have been successful before making opulence for others. They will want to give her low pay so she is desperate.
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