St Laurence

On my way home I met Me standing in a hallway of repetitiveness I saw my quality’s beaming through my skin, eyes shining, skin gleaming, and a face full of joy. I imagined my dreams coming to life I was ascending to heaven to meat my saviour. I was wearing the most dazzling clothes in the whole observable universe.

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