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Chained body Waiting to be freed. Imprisoned mind Longing to be winged. One more time. To fly away high Higher and higher Till flames will burn reaching the sky touching the sun. To be born again during soft rain. Wash away the tracks of love, while holding life inside. Shell✨🐚
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May 7
May 7, 2026 at 5:44 AM UTC
Seed of love.
Chained body Waiting to be freed. Imprisoned mind Longing to be winged. One more time. To fly away high Higher and higher Till flames will burn reaching the sky touching the sun. To be born again during soft rain. Wash away the tracks of love, while holding life inside. Shell✨🐚
Nothing more precious then an expecting woman.
Shell
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May 7
May 7, 2026 at 5:44 AM UTC
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