if I were noble
if I were noble I would wistfully smile the daydream away, instead of wishing it to linger, lingering on the wish as if that would somehow make it less impossible. I secretly curse my paralysis even as I raise my glass in a hearty toast.
if I were noble I would wistfully smile the daydream away, instead of wishing it to linger, lingering on the wish as if that would somehow make it less impossible. I secretly curse my paralysis even as I raise my glass in a hearty toast.
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