Facets Of A Stone
in the midst of a good time, fear and reality cross my mind no one to talk to or to tell it to so its put off for another time until it can be discussed, the time awaited is to long so it's forgotten but then remembered, once remembered then suppressed many a suppressions do i have in my mind each suppression causing the facet of an unshaped stone the stone itself being certain insanity the more time that passes the more facets are added to this stone
i ask you will this stone have a chance to be buffed SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE!!!
i ask you will this stone have a chance to be buffed SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE!!!
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