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Love In The End


Oh thee I this finest hour of my most delightful power my angel she fell from garce unbearable punishment she must embrace forever seeking what may so long to be forever seeking a path that leads yo to me when in time will they see weve always been meant to be so rest thyself in deep despair a beauty that cannot compare ways of wisdom i've so long learned a familiar presence I constanly yearn to abide by your side every passing day by your side in the end I eternally lay
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