Be careful, you are not in Wonderland. I've heard the strange madness long growing in your soul, in your isolation, but you, fortunate in your ignorance, you who have suffered, find where love hides, give, share, lose, lest we die unbloomed.
The past is stories. Therefore now is a story. To be told in stories. Stories.
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I didn't actually expect anything cool to happen, I figured it would either look the same or just start flaking off. Didn't realize it was going to let me look into my own soul.