"I'm sending you a bouquet of white lilies...they're all that remains of the part of me that used to play games and slay dames. The day came where I had my reckoning, with love beckoning while I was so insidious that it made me oblivious to being a hideous fool. Hidden in you was a killer, love. As my immaturity died, my eyes opened wide. I began to rearrange...had a funeral for that side of me, a positive change. "
-A. Lewis
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