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shiny silver dullWashing away my missery, Lifting my soul, waiting to enter my shiny silver dull. closer and closer it comes, waiting to enter my shiny silver dull. holdin, waiting wanting to be saved, wanting to ener my shiny silver dull. a hand, it pulls softly away, still wanting to enter my shiny silver dull. pulling, slowly away, i have been saved, from my shiny silver dullshiny silver dull
Thanks so much for all the
It means a lot to me
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Look through my things and figure me out...
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Surely, this sustained spectacle of supposition serves simultaneously as an introduction but shows up somewhat verbose and superabundant, so let me just add that it is my very good honour to meet you and you may call me Shian.
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Nightsrose
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