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Beneath the dark folds, something still glows. Not a fire that rages, but one that waits, patient,behind everything we keep covered. What we hide never really goes out.
Beneath the dark folds, something still glows. Not a fire that rages, but one that waits, patient,behind everything we keep covered. What we hide never really goes out.