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Journey to the Depth of my Soul ✓

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❝you've been broken for long,
come, let me heal you again❞
  
the darkest valleys of soul have been broken for long.

let's burn our inner flames again, soaring so high, it makes the stars smile again.
  
let the journey begin.
bon voyage.

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❮ cover credits: a friend made it for me long ago back in 2018 ❯

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