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𖧧. as the candle flickers low we bid a wistful, tender farewell @.juqngian from this softest ground of the world.

though your trace wanes from our fane, the grace you sowed bides like the faint balm of pressed blooms. may new quests breed pure bliss in your hearth. a cup stays brimmed should your path veer back to our rose-lit fold. till then, stay rare.
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