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Outside the dusty yet odd and broken castle,
but still embrace the beauty itself, the pointy
and sickening feet of rain sharpening the road
instantly conjured up the temperature, shedding
the light and then sending the horrendous
chill peeked into my dress. Picking it up
second by second, arranging it like a flower.
I'm still standing bravely, on the morning
line, trying to count how many more steps
to go for the pursuit of happiness. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞
𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤,
𝐈 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐥𝐲 From there the happiness
start to reconcil with me, a lost princess
whose searching for the lost euphoria goes
by the name ✻ Seichara Damourly Kaelthien.
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