lxvrmi
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ㅤ the first winter snow
seemed to fall tonight.
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ㅤ words that don't align
ㅤ with actions is a lie.
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° in which, merely the color of
purity filled every corner of her
sight, yet the crimson red that
runs across the meadow had
long tainted the canvas.
ㅤ it was more than just a dream.
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winter snow 、
oikawa tōru × oc
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