Bye-bye, you've finished your cotton candy, and your sitting on a bench thinking. "Who am I, to sit here, all alone in the mists of the forgotten world? Who am I to act like this battle was nothing? Who am I to think this world would be worth living in? Who am I to think I would build a better one? Who am I?"
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Cotton Candy Clarity
Short Story"Everything I say is about as clear as cotton candy."
