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the turmoil of the universe was carved of a canvass of black so its stars would shine ever brightly. our celestial picture is heaven astrologically saying; *"the darkness of your troubles simply serves to luminate the brilliance of beauty in all your battles of victory... for even death is undone with the last flicker of breath like falling stars leave a glorious trail of descent"* © Qwey.ku
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 12:46 PM UTC
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the turmoil of the universe was carved of a canvass of black so its stars would shine ever brightly. our celestial picture is heaven astrologically saying; *"the darkness of your troubles simply serves to luminate the brilliance of beauty in all your battles of victory... for even death is undone with the last flicker of breath like falling stars leave a glorious trail of descent"* © Qwey.ku
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 12:46 PM UTC
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