The Vessel
Tis a curse,i am doomed to travel this planet in a body not my ownmaking my way through this wicked and tormented vision of gloom
i await the day when i am forever set free to travel the light speeds highway into the forever bliss that is the eternal sunshine of the rarest roses midday bloom...
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