I slowly unwrapped the darkness from my shoulders.
My future, in the cards. It seems.
The possible, what is determined by me. It seems.
Is it?
I want the control.
Is it really mine?
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I slowly unwrapped the darkness from my shoulders.
My future, in the cards. It seems.
The possible, what is determined by me. It seems.
Is it?
I want the control.
Is it really mine?
