There it was folded up in my sock drawer untouched like that vintage lamp from grandma. I've never really let anyone touch, hold or even listen to it. I'm just scared of the damage you'll do, the scar tissue left over. This isn't Yatzee its my life, i loathe risky business. I've been batting my eyelashes constantly, i'm driving myself insane. You see, you've touched it. Look what you've gone and done it's beating again and now you want to listen to it?Ha! My sock drawer is so empty now, yet i'm happy again, it --- is in its rightful place.
Thank you.
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