There is nothing new.
All new stories have been old and told.
This spotlight is only crafted from glints in other peoples' eyes.
What an amalgamation of misinterpreted glances and close-bodied dances,
on and on. A dialogue ensues, lines are tossed out into tepid waters and You!
You are the cannonball!
You shit-starter!
You perfect illusion... Well,
I created You. So, what does that make me?
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