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The leaves sway under the moonlit sky Where birds ride the gentle winds to fly As Teyvat bathes in the twinkling stars A small light shines the path that is ours I truly hope, weird as it may be That you accept this Windblume with glee For how it glows in the wild so bright Is like how you give my life some light One thousand four hundred thirty days I long to once again hold your gaze Toast to the time spent just for us two My heart belongs to no one but you
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Mar 29, 2021
Mar 29, 2021 at 1:14 AM UTC
Windblume Festival
The leaves sway under the moonlit sky Where birds ride the gentle winds to fly As Teyvat bathes in the twinkling stars A small light shines the path that is ours I truly hope, weird as it may be That you accept this Windblume with glee For how it glows in the wild so bright Is like how you give my life some light One thousand four hundred thirty days I long to once again hold your gaze Toast to the time spent just for us two My heart belongs to no one but you
Xychi
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Mar 29, 2021
Mar 29, 2021 at 1:14 AM UTC
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