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My race is one most different. It revolves around a power most supreme. But I can see it not. Or hear it either. I can only feel it, a burning fire in my soul. I keep on running, Although I know the destination has been traced, several times before. I keep running my race for me, the only queen of my seas, the only one ever to captivate my heart, and keep it with herself                                                                -storm-
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May 1, 2020
May 1, 2020 at 11:29 AM UTC
My Race
My race is one most different. It revolves around a power most supreme. But I can see it not. Or hear it either. I can only feel it, a burning fire in my soul. I keep on running, Although I know the destination has been traced, several times before. I keep running my race for me, the only queen of my seas, the only one ever to captivate my heart, and keep it with herself                                                                -storm-
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May 1, 2020
May 1, 2020 at 11:29 AM UTC
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