Why Me?
I had the best dream ever. Sitting on a basement waiting, cat-and-mouse for a change.
Unexpectedly forth came this beauty, that took me out of my cage.
I may not be able to see my nose, but I can see the adorableness that lays on it.
The airiness of companionship, fragile, and vulnerable, is maintained alone by our own volition.
Only a bluff aloft asperous rocks if one wills it to be.
Patience waited for adorableness to appear to him but watched it's activity advance in flight.
"Beauty is free" I said "so why did it adjudge to acreage on me?"
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Serious, quiet, with loner tendencies. Enjoys solitude and tends to sit back and observe. Private, rarely talks about their feelings. Can be insensitive to the hardships of others. A planner. Well-organized and hard-working. Works steadily towards identified goals. Focused, with well-developed powers of concentration. Will usually accomplish any task once they have set their mind to it. A perfectionist. Clean, thorough, detail-oriented. Avoids mistakes. Logical and analytical. Not adventurous or spontaneous. Realistic. Doesn't appreciate strangeness. Conventional. Interested in supporting and promoting traditions and establishments. Dislikes countercultures. Dutiful, always follows the rules. Punctual. Finishes tasks. Responsible and dependable. Prepares for worst case scenarios, cautious. Interested in security and a peaceful life. Would rather be friendless than jobless. Holds people to high standards and does not accept apologies easily.
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