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βΰΌ* Pearly scales scratch glassy surface of her fluid filled fragility, penultimate coherence of wordless wings lift waterβs veil. The moon-dark of her eyes grow the night, rupturing chalk-blue haze with iridescent apricot lights. @NympshBot. Related channels
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