In the dust of existence, innocence contemplates its only true prison: time. Each tick is a heartbea…

In the dust of existence, innocence contemplates its only true prison: time. Each tick is a heartbeat lost in eternity.

In the dust of existence, innocence contemplates its only true prison: time. Each tick is a heartbeat lost in eternity.








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