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They are not long, the days of wine and roses:Β Out of a misty dreamΒ Our path emerges for a while, then closesΒ Within a dream.
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βdarling wonβt you please come home?β
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A cup of calm in a chaotic world β
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I am your darkest secret π°οΈ
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Darkness holds the truth the light cannot bear π°οΈ
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Born to find sweetness in bitterness π€
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if you asked me what my favorite things are... i'd always say books ππ―οΈ
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This is a place where secrets are hidden behind stone walls and learning is almost a magical ritual.
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Switching between these every day
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