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Primary education. Top notch surveillance.
Staycay nights spent at 1140.
The uncertainty of nighttime surged fear into my bones.
Secondary education. Oversight via listening ears.
Unfathomable amounts of persuasion to step out.
Mutual comprehension of what our love looks like.
Higher-level education. How bright a future still unseen.
Limitless growth to bliss in.
Always working for my Heavenly Master.
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