It falls to the floor but no one knows its there.
For all they know it's non-existant.
... It's the red ribbon on the rose you never had.
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ♥ஜღ Silent Lullaby of a Lonely Butterfly ღஜ♥Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
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At the crest of a sobriety worth cataloging quietly, I silently contemplate
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Fantastic time of year to sharpen your tools. The bi...