Conversation in seclusion. The others never understand. But you. I find myself here, with you.
She is tall and certain. Her pale robe drapes to the ground, the folds whisper.
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Conversation in seclusion. The others never understand. But you. I find myself here, with you.
She is tall and certain. Her pale robe drapes to the ground, the folds whisper.