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Behind me always, a kingdom of spirit war-torn, but courageous. Inside of me, a haunted house imperfect, but still deserving. True beauty is not of body or face It is a thing of soul It is of fire and air, of breath and spirit It is something brave and unafraid
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Dec 15, 2021
Dec 15, 2021 at 7:40 AM UTC
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Behind me always, a kingdom of spirit war-torn, but courageous. Inside of me, a haunted house imperfect, but still deserving. True beauty is not of body or face It is a thing of soul It is of fire and air, of breath and spirit It is something brave and unafraid
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Dec 15, 2021
Dec 15, 2021 at 7:40 AM UTC
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