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Th*ank you, for visiting my home. Unfortunately, I sincerely Must apologize for being inhospitable. What used to be such a sweet golden palace this home of mine, full of love and vibrant colors is now filled with coldness and emptiness, since miss muse left shutting and locking the doors and windows, throwing away the one master-key to the heavenly gates, and letting this aching heart stranded in the bleak darkness. Please, come again, soon in hopes that, she comes back, riding the sun.* Jobiranyc (12/13/2018)
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Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 2:19 AM UTC
Inhospitality
Th*ank you, for visiting my home. Unfortunately, I sincerely Must apologize for being inhospitable. What used to be such a sweet golden palace this home of mine, full of love and vibrant colors is now filled with coldness and emptiness, since miss muse left shutting and locking the doors and windows, throwing away the one master-key to the heavenly gates, and letting this aching heart stranded in the bleak darkness. Please, come again, soon in hopes that, she comes back, riding the sun.* Jobiranyc (12/13/2018)
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Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 2:19 AM UTC
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