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roses & thorns [vegaspete]
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you can't have a rose without a thorn. You can take it as you can't have something beautiful, and loving, without a bit of pain and rough patches. Yes, it's a beautiful thing in the end, but what did you go through to get there?
A miluzdelaestrellas original
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(credits to the owner of the fanart in the cover/ I do not own it, but I designed it myself)
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