Minions!! Gather around my finest grains of existence, I seek you out today to be a cradle that fears not the cuts of the shards. The taboos of our Pandora's box have been broken, and their fragmented aftermath is so very cruel! It is in my frantic moments that I need your stillness, and with the buckling of my metaphor that I need your pull. Shape your shapelessness into a cover and engulf my metaphor till it heals... your favours are forever and always the only ones that free me rather than not.
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