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the enchantment of my blue paradise.
to freeze upon my days, love is laughter always.
let me know what follows.
my forgiven hand of hope seems lost.
strength of self brick by brick to build myself a wall of questions.
fate is a non exsitant to the riddle of this life.
but for some reason, the flowers still smell beautiful to me as i grow even more.
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