Petals of gale and sorrow flakes of starch don't scare you. Your wishing well song beguiles that stranger that wants to conquer all of you. Behold unbeknownst to your conscience the treasures that you'll encounter on your way if your attempts to flee were in vain. Don't inflict pain on your intentions; after all, you are just a muse in trouble.
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