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Conquer All
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement déc. 05, 2016
Can love conquer all the pain? Can it conquer all? Can memories still be worth fighting for? Are you holding on to the memories or the person that's in your memories? Choose between yourself and your love; what will you choose? Does it all make sense? Can you hold onto that, 'Love conquers all'?
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