Proud of your unmastered heart,
As if that were a prize you'd won;
To have none beloved from whom to part...
Yet all I see is a lonely one.
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Author:
Jabberwocky (
Offline) - Published: November 4th, 2026 05:03
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Comments1
Nice one. 👍
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