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[theywhispertome]

The stars are singing a new song...an old song...I don't understand...

...Have I been bad?

They whisper in my ear...they tell me what I must do...

don't want to don't want to don't--

can't, promised I wouldn't, promised, swore, aren't I good a girl, aren't I good enough? I'm trying, so hard, I say my prayers and count the beads

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[stardusted_lady]

What do they say you must do dear?

[theywhispertome]

Go and greet the morning star.

[stardusted_lady]

That's not a good idea. Don't listen to them.

[theywhispertome]

Made a promise, swore an oath, said I wouldn't.

Have to ask to be let go...