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Survival II

  • Nameless
  • May 20, 2021
  • 1 min read

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After the sacred forest of pain, a lake demands a boat to bring me to the coast where a love locates.

The weirdest man of Zurich has only a wish, observing a lover's eye before turning to his cold, inferior nest.

Ages passed, and my youth aged for love's arrival!

Nobody arrived for my survival!


 
 
 

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