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The stream of time flows onward and memories continue to fade to nothing but Mud, but the emotions remain. The image of love remains, and we dance in those memories. But the past must remain the past. To fear love is natural. To fear the setting sun on the time when you danced with someone and their time intermingled with yours. I'll never forget the time you danced with me, even when your face fades from my memory these emotions will bring me back to that time.
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Category All / All
Species Vulpine (Other)
Size 720 x 1280px
File Size 138.7 kB
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