caught beneath the landslide
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In the darkness, two shadows, reaching through the hopeless, heavy dusk. Their hands meet, and light spills in a flood, like a hundred golden urns pouring out the sun.
I'm
Vasiliki
and I'm crazy. I like reading books.
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1 year ago
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sm0keyeyes
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AJSHLKGHFLYGYJEWDG
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OKAY YOU'RE AMAZING LIKE SRSLY
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THANK YOU SOOO MUCH
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even though I'm not a queen but whatevssss
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