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Lion Fire 4 of 5 by Valx Next - Back Page 1 2 3 4 5 But then, what draws me back to you, this way to my room. Perhaps because the patterns tire my eyes. Yet I hope to look up to you, to see your cool shadowed heart and life crowned head. Then again I feel so exceedingly lazy. My mind is as frail as lily that would break with the weight of thought.
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