I come armed with whiskey and silver nails.
Autumn has nothing on me as I turn my world into silver and get ready for change. I will go on a quest for love. I will tell shivering secrets and diamond truths to my friends. Let the weak say "I am strong" because grace is sufficient for me.
I will live from day to month and love the chilling skies. There will be music, libraries and the whispering of French words. I will let my voice be heard and laugh without fear of the future. I was born for this and I know how to dress the part.
God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. I will drink lots of water and grow in strength and wisdom.
I will walk down the street like a rock star, but with love.
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