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You’re like an old map, Rewritten in time. I trace your constellations, Navigating this world. Your eyes, my eyes; Echoing in every way.
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Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 7:28 AM UTC
Living Echo
You’re like an old map, Rewritten in time. I trace your constellations, Navigating this world. Your eyes, my eyes; Echoing in every way.
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27/F/Uk
Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 7:28 AM UTC
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