It was big then. But her influence eroded over time.
all that I valued, admired changed forms lies pulverised at the feet of those I used to abhor fame scares…
It is history, and history can be rewritten.
interpretations live neither aspirations nor actions I cannot change the world worlds can change me
What kind of deception is this? You cheated us all along.
I claim my struggles my experiments with truth I’m not obliged to live up to your expectations