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Your spring unwinds still in bold flits like mourning cloaks bright marigold wings into abyss, you call out Star yet stirred to shadows
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Jul 16, 2025
Jul 16, 2025 at 12:46 PM UTC
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Your spring unwinds still in bold flits like mourning cloaks bright marigold wings into abyss, you call out Star yet stirred to shadows
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Jul 16, 2025
Jul 16, 2025 at 12:46 PM UTC
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