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Nov 2017
Smitten be the man who would stare into her soul and find what the eons have so carefully hidden, tucked away safely in an innocence that can only live within her. So precious her treasure, she goes about indifferent, that there are those who would let blood, who would traverse any peril, for a short moment with her, for those who know of her gold know that all else is naught.
Leonardo J
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Leonardo J  Mare Tranquillitatis
(Mare Tranquillitatis)   
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   Lior Gavra
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