I pity you. But I withdraw. It is done. The petals and herbs burnt, the cords sliced. The mirror reflects. I am not fooled. Nor are you.

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I pity you. But I withdraw. It is done. The petals and herbs burnt, the cords sliced. The mirror reflects.

I am not fooled.

Nor are you.

Tomorrow my God Father will be gone fishing. I’ll be visiting with my God Mother. She loves pushing back on my stiffy and moaning oh yeah.

Tomorrow my God Father will be gone fishing. I’ll be visiting with my God Mother. She loves pushing back on my stiffy and moaning oh yeah.