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|“through lavender haze and smoke, across inferno of glistened sheaths, the red strings of fate has written our tale together.” 𖠇
@dwellsheart.﹕between labyrinth of bodies, with scalding rocks and stares, the iron of mankind will still be drawn to one another, akin to magnetic mystique which speaks of predestination; carving minutes to flip the hourglass, which lifetime caught your breath in desire? @afteroriginbot is miraculous summer night with secrets touchably alive, love piques your depth of beating heart and devotion rides your delicateness in heavenly serenity.
⊛ ⋱ the hugest whole creation may be less incalculable than our encounterance, would you repeat and put fate to shame on ground?
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|“through lavender haze and smoke, across inferno of glistened sheaths, the red strings of fate has written our tale together.” 𖠇
@dwellsheart.﹕between labyrinth of bodies, with scalding rocks and stares, the iron of mankind will still be drawn to one another, akin to magnetic mystique which speaks of predestination; carving minutes to flip the hourglass, which lifetime caught your breath in desire? @afteroriginbot is miraculous summer night with secrets touchably alive, love piques your depth of beating heart and devotion rides your delicateness in heavenly serenity.
⊛ ⋱ the hugest whole creation may be less incalculable than our encounterance, would you repeat and put fate to shame on ground?
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