wenomechainasama

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Each year we get closer to death.
Life goes in a cycle.
Fall or spring, can't exactly remember
But your entrance always so bright like the sun
Even in winter, i think I'm in summer
Because of that, I'll remember.

(this was so random idk what i was thinking it doesn't make sense but hey that's okay)












have a DIOna

have a DIOna

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