and when I felt like i was an old cardigan
under someone's bed
you put me on and said i was your favorite
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"I was imagining that, instead of being a lonely millennial woman covered in cat hair drinking my weight in white wine, I was a ghostly Victorian lady wandering through the woods with a candle in a candlestick holder, and I wrote only on parchment with a feathered quill”
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