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ππ‘π ; maybe she was that girl with soft shoulders and soft smiles who gently kissed poor boys' wounds with her diaphanous lips stained in roses and ambrosia. maybe she was that girl who loves tracing her fingers on their skin and seal empty promises with a whisper near their hearts. and maybe she was that girl who left like a dream and came back again. but is her arrival really a blessing or a trumpet of destruction? βββ π΄π πππππ, a vagabond dares to commit a lΓ¨se-majestΓ© against the tyrant kings with a bloody fanged smile.
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