This face, no mere facade of fortitude, expresses a freedom from fate. This feeling, while not faux pas, is fake, for fate's hand is unfettered and well fanged, so should be feared. But fear is so often flighty, for fate is sometimes fabulous, leaving fear forgotten.
Fate is not fair, it just flows, forceful but frivolous. So flow along, fear the frigid follies, but forever enjoying the fact that you are alive.
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I wish I had had a dictionary when I was writing this :\
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