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tides of perennial apparitions shape my enchanted wisdom, moisturised thinking, the heart of time bleeding with nectar of shy prophecies. The rare design of my being leads me to the godly truth of judgement.
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May 7, 2019
May 7, 2019 at 11:13 AM UTC
Spirits Of Virtues
tides of perennial apparitions shape my enchanted wisdom, moisturised thinking, the heart of time bleeding with nectar of shy prophecies. The rare design of my being leads me to the godly truth of judgement.
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May 7, 2019
May 7, 2019 at 11:13 AM UTC
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