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► FOREWORD. | R. H.
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By The Bounds of Bona-Fide.)
HONEST REVIEW & SCHEDULE. Oh, hark! star-crossed swain, Fobid not love
‘tis oft hinder ardor, ‘neath moon’s pale eve.
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Preponderated by the opaque eventide, the quietude fostered thought of unsettled vestige that cleave the air. Veiled enigmas are rampant, hobbling the Psyche of wight with obfuscates that unsuspecting to secured. As though the universe doth enfold within its vast embrace a portion of Cupid’s wings, ne’er to be unveiled, permitting the mystery to take flight unbounded amidst the expanse, with
Park Sunghoon, whom being its foremost portraiture, mere
Han Taesan, and
Park Wonbin, even-as the faithful silhouettes.
“We resolute purpose to defy the direst of fates that may befall, his yield, shall anon captivate the deepest intrigue.”
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