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iHard choices are carved daily Nothing feels their chill or heat as their creators, creativity, and consequences. Years and years, by their charm
Words yet to be heard, speeches yet to be verbalised, gestures yet to be portrayed, characters yet to be studied, appearance yet to be seen, thoughts and ideas yet to be freed.
just breath, don't suffocate let the amber rose cover the cell let the night speak to you, to your soul let me breath you in, I'll show you art, her tips are orchid