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Mr. Dalliard, I've gone peculiar now!

A creature is a creature, though I wish I were the wind. Delicate child of life. Daughter and heiress of a shyness that is criminally vulgar. I exist on the best terms I can. I know I believe in nothing, but it is my nothing. Constantly wondering where the nights of sleep go to when they do not come to me. I could dance all night, but you know I’d rather drag myself across the dance floor. Flogging one-legged turkeys from a three-wheeled van since 1993. Out of my league, I have birds up my sleeves, and I want to rush in with the fools.

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A creature is a creature, though I wish I were the wind. Delicate child of life. Daughter and heiress of a shyness that is criminally vulgar. I exist on the best terms I can. I know I believe in nothing, but it is my nothing. Constantly wondering where the nights of sleep go to when they do not come to me. I could dance all night, but you know I’d rather drag myself across the dance floor. Flogging one-legged turkeys from a three-wheeled van since 1993. Out of my league, I have birds up my sleeves, and I want to rush in with the fools.

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A creature is a creature, though I wish I were the wind. Delicate child of life. Daughter and heiress of a shyness that is criminally vulgar. I exist on the best terms I can. I know I believe in nothing, but it is my nothing. Constantly wondering where the nights of sleep go to when they do not come to me. I could dance all night, but you know I’d rather drag myself across the dance floor. Flogging one-legged turkeys from a three-wheeled van since 1993. Out of my league, I have birds up my sleeves, and I want to rush in with the fools.

https://ourblogtoadmire.tumblr.com/post/738255044471881728

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A creature is a creature, though I wish I were the wind. Delicate child of life. Daughter and heiress of a shyness that is criminally vulgar. I exist on the best terms I can. I know I believe in nothing, but it is my nothing. Constantly wondering where the nights of sleep go to when they do not come to me. I could dance all night, but you know I’d rather drag myself across the dance floor. Flogging one-legged turkeys from a three-wheeled van since 1993. Out of my league, I have birds up my sleeves, and I want to rush in with the fools.

https://ourblogtoadmire.tumblr.com/post/734876605103652864

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A creature is a creature, though I wish I were the wind. Delicate child of life. Daughter and heiress of a shyness that is criminally vulgar. I exist on the best terms I can. I know I believe in nothing, but it is my nothing. Constantly wondering where the nights of sleep go to when they do not come to me. I could dance all night, but you know I’d rather drag myself across the dance floor. Flogging one-legged turkeys from a three-wheeled van since 1993. Out of my league, I have birds up my sleeves, and I want to rush in with the fools.

https://ourblogtoadmire.tumblr.com/post/734875000400691200

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A creature is a creature, though I wish I were the wind. Delicate child of life. Daughter and heiress of a shyness that is criminally vulgar. I exist on the best terms I can. I know I believe in nothing, but it is my nothing. Constantly wondering where the nights of sleep go to when they do not come to me. I could dance all night, but you know I’d rather drag myself across the dance floor. Flogging one-legged turkeys from a three-wheeled van since 1993. Out of my league, I have birds up my sleeves, and I want to rush in with the fools.

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