Wald Dryade
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I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
But how can I move on, when your fingertips are still on my heart, and your voice still resonates do
But how can I move on, when your fingertips are still on my heart, and your voice still resonates do
But how can I move on, when your fingertips are still on my heart, and your voice still resonates do
But how can I move on, when your fingertips are still on my heart, and your voice still resonates do
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
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