Blades in orchard coming-after the passageway midst the angel, whereas the maiden dwells subdued at the ripple’s crest. Thereupon she murmured. Lend your ear to me! I bear a scintilla of untrodden serenity to this place of sacred-lily, @jRosy.. 🪷🎹 .*゚
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