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THE FLOWING WHISTLE OF THE WATER.
A RHYTHM OF WAY, ONE WAY. The seashore edge in 1835
@EETERNAL
FINDING NEW MUTUALS
A pebble slammed upon a turmoil that had not died out since earlier, the disrepair of a path with perhaps nowhere near an aperture yet to be spotted aided the solitude this occasion entailed. I wondered aloud,
“could I possibly discover the edge of this passage unaided?” And I swear, it seemed like a cruelty that tortured for me. Without concern, without prompts, without referrals, without any devotion, not even fidelity.
Therefore, I wanted to utilize the time granted by the prosecution. I, seeking a companionship to escort along the trail at each of the uncertain stages. With favors, with witnesses, even with fidelity.
WITH THESE CAVEATS:Whether you are related to profile needs or writing needs (I don't accept for gallery username and serba-serbi), then you have an obligation to participate in my channel through your first account. (as well as me.)
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@PENNEDBOT
Genuine Re
latedness,
Our bond: Everlasting.
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