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Minstrel


 

I don’t understand how someone could appear so egotistical, proud enough to be so obscene…

Not that- I know many, and I have no qualms

What astounds me, my darling is that you still feel the need for validation, even now.

Darling! There is no need for this!

You do not need to cry to souls, unlikely to listen, sobbing over your supposed failures-

Many would kill to indulge in your creation.

You built a good lot of my past- I cannot let you do this…

You are a lot more than something

I don’t care that you slither away from the term; you are a genius. 

Don’t sell yourself short, darling.

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