Welcome to the distortions. The swirls of masslessness, helplessness, and hopelessness. Please stay awhile amongst the falling stars, or are they snowflakes? Come in, and do not be alone, for there is always one who lurks deep within the distorted crevasses of the human psyche. I am, of course, here to help...
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Story by GiratinaSnowflake
My Poetry Compendium
Some musings, ramblings and thoughts. Take it or leave it, but it may change you. Accept this, and read on.