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To the greatest man I never knew.

Mamma always said good manners were the best weapon a girl could ever have.

I don't know either. I've got wildness on the brain.

I don't know what this is. Venting? Relief? It's awkward on the tongue, I know. Forgive me.

a lily tale.

I will one day name all those that remain nameless.

I only want to be consumed by something other than this worn-out, strung-out, fucked-up farming town.

Built upon another titled, "Death"

Hm.

Dreamy, nonsensical bullshit.