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~Stop~
Stop... trepidation fills the vessel of my heart
rising to my throat, choking off the breath of life.
What was a blessing becomes a curse.
Winds of time swirl at my feet
whispering the promise of completeness. ~Duke Deltree~
rising to my throat, choking off the breath of life.
What was a blessing becomes a curse.
Winds of time swirl at my feet
whispering the promise of completeness. ~Duke Deltree~
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