The Novel
My story was already written
Prepared, drafted and set in stone
Yes, I make the choices, but it was already predicted what would be done
Oh what it must be to know there is a script and not be able to read it.
Day to day is a mystery, a surprise, an event. Never knowing and always wondering, for the story was already written.
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