Confession: 196

The light took away his smile. However, he kept smiling as we spoke. Downward spirals turned into imperial dreams. One after another he soaked my beauty then said it was knowledge. I kept feeding him till he got full. Teeth as bright as the sun he became a sign of hope. Then as darkness exposed his smile I turned away.

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