My blessing is that my hair will never gray, my face will never wrinkle, my eyes will never lose their sparkle, my hands will never wither and my body will forever be able to move like that of a young woman. But, I will never be loved the way I love. No one knows or can give love the way I can and do.
Eternal unhappiness and immortal beauty. People will look at me and admire me for my beauty. Men will promise me the world because of my looks but none will ever see beyond the skin covering all the love inside. That is my curse. That is what I must live with for all time. I must watch my friends and lovers die again and again and somehow manage to love again tomorrow.
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