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Apr 11. 2025
He climbed to where I softly sprawl, A floor for gold and giants brawl. I shift with winds, yet bear great weight, A throne of fluff, a fickle gate.
Apr 11. 2025
He climbed to where I softly sprawl, A floor for gold and giants brawl. I shift with winds, yet bear great weight, A throne of fluff, a fickle gate.