Unknown Blunder

Weep that you weep that you can't quite find the anything needed to leak any of the one thousand pieces still left inside somewhere important. To navigate wellness better is to myth the gently caressed plastic bags, candy floss, held tightly upon the decades ago sea front. Was it selfish to care so deeply about my core or did I misunderstand perhaps the beauty in the never? I don't think I'll ever know.

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