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| Like-the-petals.com, “wherever we land is where we turn into a home.” Fallen angel • still burning.

Bläck-and-white sins. Silk, feathers, and a quiet “i’m searching..,” for the love she yearns. See you on Friday.

Nini or… Jane?

Said bye before i said hello,

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All eyes on me,

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My Goddess, ♥︎

My first pitch,