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Vincent blocks himself.
I heard you liked the future, I heard you liked the past.
Pairs of two might just be your thing. ((Identical to twin brother Archibald))
But I heard you liked the cold -
though cold hearted you are not. ((Not vicious like his mother nor dauntless like Archi))
I heard you liked the leaves, I heard you like the butterflies.
You're free - in spirit - but I can see those chains tied to your hooves. ((Haunted by Mandrake))
My dear, perhaps you're just a broken storybook fantasy, a mythological beast ((Beast = 19.0 hands))
I heard you liked the future, I heard you liked the past.
Pairs of two might just be your thing. ((Identical to twin brother Archibald))
But I heard you liked the cold -
though cold hearted you are not. ((Not vicious like his mother nor dauntless like Archi))
I heard you liked the leaves, I heard you like the butterflies.
You're free - in spirit - but I can see those chains tied to your hooves. ((Haunted by Mandrake))
My dear, perhaps you're just a broken storybook fantasy, a mythological beast ((Beast = 19.0 hands))
I raised myself.
My legs were weak.
I prayed my mind be good to me.
