:: of fear ::
I love the feel of rain on my face.
Its as if each drop cleanses the tainted soul.
Caught in the cold wind - I undrstood how fragile we, humans, are.
Superheroes were created from a fantasy of perfection.
A woman's dream to become everything she's not.
I wish to be WonderWoman.
Lose your fears.
That, I shalt.
For us.
I love the feel of rain on my face.
Its as if each drop cleanses the tainted soul.
Caught in the cold wind - I undrstood how fragile we, humans, are.
Superheroes were created from a fantasy of perfection.
A woman's dream to become everything she's not.
I wish to be WonderWoman.
Lose your fears.
That, I shalt.
For us.
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