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My soul cries for you, Dear. Unknowingly, I cannot help but imagine your face with every breath, Beloved. Even gods would look upon my devotion with bitter envy. I was a wretched thing plunged into the abyss of hopelessness with no escape, drowning in my own thoughts till my soul resembled charcoal. Even in an […]
Ash
September 28, 2026
