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Updated: Aug 25, 2021

Changes, changes, changes.

The shape of clouds on the canvas.

Sculpted by wind.

Filled with water.

Crackling lightnings.

The fire in this one,

is not for all to see.

The results are.

Try as you may, to keep the bubble, of your frail existence, burst it will. Cosmeticize to your heart’s content, miseries and trophies of...

In the journey you will find moments that wield insuperable might. Assiduous planning, hand of friendship or blood thirsty fight. Which...

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