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In corso, pubblicata il apr 17, 2021
Per adulti
inˈfərnō/
a large fire that is dangerously out of control.

No woman will ever hold that power over me, I reigned once. That fence has yet to falter. I have had the man of men challenge me, never did I back down nor lose. At the hands of her, She would undo the teachings engraved into my head.

 Or not.
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