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Fair angel thyne blessed wings tis heaven has spoken your name I have humbly touched your face in repentance do not speak of tomorrow where young fledglings take flight to clouded forests turquoise gorgets basking in the opulence of Espeletias do not speak of Fraser Magnolias and their scarlet cones inveigling stalwart lovers in ephemeral courtship do not take the summer abloom in your light.
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Mar 17, 2022
Mar 17, 2022 at 8:40 PM UTC
Marisol
Fair angel thyne blessed wings tis heaven has spoken your name I have humbly touched your face in repentance do not speak of tomorrow where young fledglings take flight to clouded forests turquoise gorgets basking in the opulence of Espeletias do not speak of Fraser Magnolias and their scarlet cones inveigling stalwart lovers in ephemeral courtship do not take the summer abloom in your light.
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Mar 17, 2022
Mar 17, 2022 at 8:40 PM UTC
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