Once burned and never shy, her lessons never learned. She is drawn to a flame of symphonies, spinning on a misanthropic turntable of empty promises, and forgotten feelings, as she searches for untold truths along a winding path of darkened days, and rain soaked nights. Her uneasy steps like a newborn foal move her to and fro in search of stable ground as the fires of old beckon for her return.
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