Notes
Sometimes, We Relay On Ourselves For Comfort. Not By But Choice But By Feeling, And It Feels Like crap. The World Comforted By The Outcome, Ready To Rebuild The Second Our Worlds Crumbles. You, The Journey And Myself, Together. Two sisters And The Dull Darkness Of The Worlds Around Us.
Who Would Believe The Fantastic And Terrible Story To Our Survival
The story Of Us, The Lighthouse Twins.
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