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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ[...] ╱ α Leo, 1961.
The moment in a state of trance, the only thing that can be thought is dancing. Coexisting with the faint stars, underneath the somber heaven. Dim the light, put out the flame. Angel of death will pour upon them the regal scarlet of throne, and the dark crimson of each other’s flesh. And there is nothing but a veil of darkness. Just the two of them dive beneath the surface.
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