my sister and my best friend said this...

i am not a person, i am merely a shadow of a curse, and the sun is people. they make me grow dimmer and then darker then dimmer again. and the object is a curse that stomps and distorts me until i am no more.

for my twin sister, mercedes.

i love you, sis.

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