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Sep 2021
farewell
Tell me different things thousands of times;
if I am melting in the heat of the sun, falling to the ocean, I should think it wouldn't matter. Even if you bid me peace.
Grace
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Grace  F/Voie Des Papillons
(F/Voie Des Papillons)   
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