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Standing before you, yet unseen. As much as I try to hate you, the sound of your voice births forgiveness for every sin you ever committed. My love for you is an evil spell I remain entangled in. I plead for redemption from you, from us, from the love that won’t let me go.
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Dec 11, 2025
Dec 11, 2025 at 10:38 AM UTC
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Standing before you, yet unseen. As much as I try to hate you, the sound of your voice births forgiveness for every sin you ever committed. My love for you is an evil spell I remain entangled in. I plead for redemption from you, from us, from the love that won’t let me go.
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Dec 11, 2025
Dec 11, 2025 at 10:38 AM UTC
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