ㅤ𝕿he lunar lighteth hitteth the marble flo'r. On a dark but crisp day, thanksgiving flies across the night sky with lonely stars. Days full of smiles, jealousy, compassion, by two link'd hearts, of holy souls. Valorous days f'r valorous souls too. Valorous wishes art hath said as prayeth'rs f'r a longeth'r parting timeth, liketh the numb'r twelve on two dices, 𝑨𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒏 to all the desires in the sky. Alloweth's beest joyous, alloweth's beest togeth'r, alloweth's connecteth our hearts. 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 12𝒕𝒉 𝒇'𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉, 𝑱𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒖𝒔.
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