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𝓗er presence is a memory you never made but somehow miss – like the scent of summer before the sun sets, or the echo of a dream you once called home.
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ㅤㅤㅤfor the love of my life
ㅤㅤㅤshe’s got glow in her face
ㅤㅤㅤa glorious look in her eyes
ㅤㅤㅤmy angel of light … ͏⏝ི ✿
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ᅠᅠojos de aurora se dejaron ver entre la multitud, ¿apenas iba llegando?
ᅠᅠcon un movimiento tímido, pero una sonrisa sincera, movió su mano, esperando que la viera.
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