This intangible perfection your foolish eyes see... try to treat you, and YOU rather silly misunderstands the plague, distorcing the characters and leting your very own essence fade.
Carry all this weight will just make standing more difficult, but that doesn't mean you won't. You reminds me the angels I draw, jumping of the buildings, with their grace and wings, instead using it to fly. Unfortunately you have to do it on your own, but I'll be by your side when you need some support to not fall again.
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