Why is the world round and why are the stars so bright? Why do I feel the ground and why doesn't it feel right? Why do I feel like I'm spinning and why does it feel so good? Why am I never winning and why do I feel like I should? Why don't I have my wings and why do feel I can fly? Why can't I know what fate brings and why do I fall down and cry? Why?
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RandomThis is a production of @ravenfemme and belongs to them. Five stories of strange and sad positions. Honesty of the changing earth, the ignorance of others, what happens before we fall, the question of why, and the point of view of the one who's bee...
