The key of your soul’s beauty … snapped in the tumblers of my heart’s lock … such that … the labyrinths of my interior … would answer … thereafter … to your song … and that song’s storms … alone.
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The key of your soul’s beauty … snapped in the tumblers of my heart’s lock … such that … the labyrinths of my interior … would answer … thereafter … to your song … and that song’s storms … alone.
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