You ❤️

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Your voice in me trembled as a paradise paradox of all alumina converged skull like an anesthesia dipped ,serrated , dismembered as sin ! Through ribs and marrow i walked to you as a symphony of melancholy ; The destination You is journey of not petals and growth but of lying skeletons and dead crasps lying dead  in love !! But here I dlunge into all odds to a eternity that lies to your eyes ! My home forever ❤️

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