Cirque Du Soleil; Sister

Listen carefully young one,
Carrying on into this brave beautiful buddistic flower filled future sounds fantastic. Eating cupcakes and sunshine, however, be aware, making me cry and break down did not shatter my illusions of love. I carried no illusions. My mirrored creations were ones that you imagined that I carried. I created a gigantic beautiful cirque du soleil for the planet my sister. This is your gift from me. My lesson to you, young one.
If you think me a super hero now, you should have seen me then, back when I carried no children to watch after. No baggage to worry after. I would have slaughtered the masses of fools that bothered to mess with me.
Now, you learn. You watch. Watch me rise.
I love you. Still.
I never left. I was just tired.
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