So, I sang a song of praise,
Dance circles around my bed,
Lift my hands in worship,
Made my friends smile again.

I think that once you're born, the thing you have to do is find out who you are and live that life as well as you can. You can't spend your time wondering how things would have been if you were someone different.

That's the whole world. You. Me. The sea, the sky. Every retching thing there is. It's all a dream the dragons dream, and if the last dragon ever wakes up, we're fu*ked." (pg. 12)

Excellent!" I cried. "Elementary," said he. "It

Written By Arthur Conan Doyle

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