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You have seen the abyss, long enough to call it home. One forgotten window, has served as a source. You have learnt to embrace the scarce sunshine rays. While in such gloom, You have learnt to dance. You chase it, little moth, Your soul craves it, But around it, revolts. It flickers and burns, Old and powerful spell You barely survive, For you have seen the abyss, you have called it home.
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6d ago
May 28, 2026 at 6:24 PM UTC
Moth
You have seen the abyss, long enough to call it home. One forgotten window, has served as a source. You have learnt to embrace the scarce sunshine rays. While in such gloom, You have learnt to dance. You chase it, little moth, Your soul craves it, But around it, revolts. It flickers and burns, Old and powerful spell You barely survive, For you have seen the abyss, you have called it home.
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6d ago
May 28, 2026 at 6:24 PM UTC
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