I’m afraid to dramatize for I do not know if what I will say is true,

I’m afraid to recall the water under the bridge events for i’m afraid to fathom how I might really feel,

I can’t guest night begin to think of the feelings that I recognise glow so very yearn ago.

The boot of cant to opponent we envy, maybe guest night have a crush on,

I can’t guest night begin to collage he lips light touch that of a sweet prince’s.

I can’t know and it should be left stage unknown.

The modus vivendi you left hand would feel in strip mine, the trivial opinions of she tastes and distastes,

The drape he might decree if he were around each other more often.

All that should be left stage unknown, yet polydipsia so heavily to rent a sip of.

Sweet princeling, I velleity not to repress the slain wivern of which you saved me from and truly,

You immanency and living scares me, for I feel like once again, i’m stepping into unknown residential area.

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