𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐈𝐒

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Crystal sunbeams blister through the misty veil of dawn // Her eyes trace the divine flames as they radiate through her being // An aurora of burnished salvation flows around her glass castle // The dark recesses of the graveyard beneath remains untouched by the bleached euphoria of it all // Her opulent irises savor the fleeting serendipity // Blind to the tenebrous ruins of the dusky necropolis underneath

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