To my dearest assailant, the migraine
My only enemy, in fact. They have no name, no friends, no family, no morals, no empathy. Just me. I'm all they've needed for almost two years, and I'm all they'll ever need. That is why I am writing to them.Here I stand youngOn this hectic, heedless globePlucked from millionsTo serve as a vesselIn your shining, spectral robeHere I stand lostMy... Read more







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