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author bug franzkafka kafka kafkaesque kafkaxreader poet poetic shapeshifter themetamorphosis

"But please, do not tell me your name, lest I get attached, just additional burden in the face of our inevitable parting."

You awake, drenched in rain, on a street, alone at night.
How did you get here?
Where did you go?
Where did you come from,
Cotton Eye Joe.

Franz Kafka x readerAll Rights Reserved

author bug franzkafka kafka kafkaesque kafkaxreader poet poetic shapeshifter themetamorphosis

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