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We are not the same. Look to your wrists, Look to your ankles, If what you search for are manacles. You who claim I wear chains, Who seek to shackle my spouse Because you refuse to embrace your existence. I am not bound, For I am freedom. And, in that way, I grant you the same thing.
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Jun 30, 2025
Jun 30, 2025 at 12:29 PM UTC
Kronos, Gaia
We are not the same. Look to your wrists, Look to your ankles, If what you search for are manacles. You who claim I wear chains, Who seek to shackle my spouse Because you refuse to embrace your existence. I am not bound, For I am freedom. And, in that way, I grant you the same thing.
Use your free time wisely, for the rewards reaped are priceless.
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Jun 30, 2025
Jun 30, 2025 at 12:29 PM UTC
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