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After the rose garden blooms, the red king shall rise. The sacrifice will be made. Knocking the skulls twice, intertwining two species, a goddess shall be born. The death bringer queen with a peacock's feather eyes. The quest for the answers that lie deep within shall continue. The story of never ending self denial. A spiritual path shall unravel. A journey thought the heart's eye. An evolution of an invidual. An union will be sealed, forever. Ying and yang, the moon and the sun, and them in the centre. The ecstasy of a sacred bond.
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Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 6:07 PM UTC
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After the rose garden blooms, the red king shall rise. The sacrifice will be made. Knocking the skulls twice, intertwining two species, a goddess shall be born. The death bringer queen with a peacock's feather eyes. The quest for the answers that lie deep within shall continue. The story of never ending self denial. A spiritual path shall unravel. A journey thought the heart's eye. An evolution of an invidual. An union will be sealed, forever. Ying and yang, the moon and the sun, and them in the centre. The ecstasy of a sacred bond.
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Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 6:07 PM UTC
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