Sometimes 13 Is a Lucky Number. The Book on the Nightstand.

I stand and claim back all my power. Our tale approached its final hour. Our silence speaks louder than words. Alas, too many lines are blurred. I have now shed all inhibition. Being alone is my position. Pure feelings worn down by attrition. A love too bold in its ambition. But in my heart there is no fear. May we both choose the path of wisdom. That leads us to a new-found freedom. Haunting glass eyes of ice-cold fury.

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