The creator
The shuffling of intentions bares a poison fruit to those who wittingly or not choose you.
When the simplest answer is silence, run with scissors. Carve out a diploma. Let the rain destroy your heart. Grant what must be granted. After a nap it's acceptable to feel the same way. When it's the first time, be prepared to reap the conclusions. You have constructed you. You is paramount to them.
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