Handwritten revision of an old little nothing. Uncork me, spill out my blood— I’m done being bottled like wine; there’s nothing fine about me.

Handwritten revision of an old little nothing. Uncork me, spill out my blood— I’m done being bottled like wine; there’s nothing fine about me.

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