I need to stop getting almost everything I want.
It will ruin me for certain.
La vie has been ever so kind to me of late.
But la vie is a fickle friend, untrustworthy, wishywashy.
Must not fly too close to le sol & melt these wings of mine,
especially when it took so long to fashion them.
Carpe diem. Carpe noctem.
Still puff puffing, but the final page I
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