The stars judge my wails..
If only they knew how love
Is such a dire blue.
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Pray, hope, cry for inspiration. But never sell your soul.
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"Republished" because it was the only way to add the embed for the newly recorded audio version of this story due to the Top Story badge. Plus it serves as a nice, informal announcement of the podcast's revival for another season (go subscribe!):
By Stephen A. Roddewig5 days ago in Fiction
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