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Morningstar
Hello my beautiful morningstar
My pleasure that i hold dear to myself
Who's beauty I hold to my self
I am the devil and i have deal to make before you waste your beauty here
Walk this green earth ignorant to pains existence or swim in your emotions and lose yourself like an ordinary human?
Does it not intrest you in what you could truely become a love a pillar of light in the dark
...Sunday 23rd June 2019 6:11 am
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