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Halo, my irony wakes up. I laugh to see my feelings die — so beautiful, so intricate. That they mean nothing makes me smile, as time erases, so do I.
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Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 3:58 PM UTC
Chapter Six
Halo, my irony wakes up. I laugh to see my feelings die — so beautiful, so intricate. That they mean nothing makes me smile, as time erases, so do I.
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Apr 1, 2026 at 3:58 PM UTC
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