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--- Oh darling, my dearest heart, I heard a whisper, torn apart. Are you okay, or did I try To care for you a bit too high? You seem happier when you’re free, Did I give too much of me? You seem comfort when you're alone, Did I reveal too much unknown? --- By Vedanta Anagha
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Oct 15, 2025
Oct 15, 2025 at 12:27 AM UTC
Overloved
--- Oh darling, my dearest heart, I heard a whisper, torn apart. Are you okay, or did I try To care for you a bit too high? You seem happier when you’re free, Did I give too much of me? You seem comfort when you're alone, Did I reveal too much unknown? --- By Vedanta Anagha
When you try to give everything you got, but other side sees only the face of night. A darkness shadow, only in the moon dark side. Try to stop overlove
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Oct 15, 2025
Oct 15, 2025 at 12:27 AM UTC
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