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A Bleak Whisper From the Lips Of Fallen Ash, a Silent Soliloquy of The Angelic Hearts of Brilliant Witches

Smokey thighs, wild eyes, and curled bangs. Make the clouds cry, bang! Loud for all to hear. Sparkling beauty brings tears, and fear of longing never to be parted to the heart. May nothing separate these moments from our mysterious destiny.

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