The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
She laughs loudly, “There is no trust to be regained you old fool! For trust to be regained, it needs to be there to begin with! I have never trusted you, and therein lies your problem, so cry a different song father!” She hisses, each word laced with poisonous venom.
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