April 05, 2020
Darling ghost, I like to believe i am gifted but my darkness never leaves me. Why do I feel like we are all like the cloud? The cloud who thinks he can go anywhere he wants but soon, realizes that the wind decided his way. Then he cries in sadness; all for the cycle of water. Are we all deluded that we are the master of our fate, when all along the fate is our master.
Yet my desire to master my fate is ever strong. May the darkness free my soul for I am ever blessed and loved.
Your night queen.
L
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