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A perpetually illuminant why, Has adorned me to believe, My passion is to cry, My passion is to grieve, Patronised to my beings extent, Is a limerence to being content,
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Nov 27, 2024
Nov 27, 2024 at 1:28 PM UTC
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A perpetually illuminant why, Has adorned me to believe, My passion is to cry, My passion is to grieve, Patronised to my beings extent, Is a limerence to being content,
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Nov 27, 2024
Nov 27, 2024 at 1:28 PM UTC
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