Running From the Alpha

Running From the Alpha

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^*Under MAJOR Editing*^ She was soft spoken, like the wind She was pure, like glass She was beautiful, like a Goddess She was Rosalyn He was harsh, like the wind He was rough and jagged, like glass He was beautiful, like a God He was Vladimir
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