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Rendezvous
Destiny and I
Sipping on tea quietly.
Clouds kissing hillsides.
The planks below creaked.
The monk knelt lost in prayer.
The King had arrived.
Sipping on tea quietly.
Clouds kissing hillsides.
The planks below creaked.
The monk knelt lost in prayer.
The King had arrived.
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