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our long burdens more echoes of the spring, but where shall we go?
@mmenacing
Nothing seems to ease, a pain so deep-it is dark. It never ventures near the skin, to be purified with rainwater and tears. But convalescents from past days are a proof; that, for these fatal embroideries of the heart. Time is the best medicine.
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Updated: 2026-05-30
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