For some of us, fate sets us upon a path of sorrow that we carry with us, day in and day out.
Yet I gladly suffer the obscene. A thousand, thousand lesser loves I would again sacrifice for the greater love and coming loss. No love in all of human nature equals the forbidden sensitivity of my breast, the lightness of my thoughts nor enables flight of my soul.
A Most Misfortunate Soul is a tale involving all of us; in that no matter our lot in life, our lives are threaded together.
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