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Mar 19. 2025
I am a painted promise, a silent siren's call, born of pigments and wax, yet I rise and fall. I adorn a canvas of flesh, a fleeting masterpiece, consumed by kisses, yet reborn with each new release.
Mar 19. 2025
I am a painted promise, a silent siren's call, born of pigments and wax, yet I rise and fall. I adorn a canvas of flesh, a fleeting masterpiece, consumed by kisses, yet reborn with each new release.