Every Time :: 52 Words for GrammarGhoul

I bring it on myself, I know. The moment I realize I’m flying, I begin to dread losing control, and it’s not long thereafter that the self-fulfilling prophecy comes true… I flail, flagging when I need most to surge forth – when the predator is almost upon me… and then I wake.

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