The things we love grow flesh and blood from their struggles.
They fill the hollow chambers of our hearts.
They dye the colorless bones.
The power of love may not be infinite, but for some, it is the only motivation that keeps them alive.
The things we love grow flesh and blood from their struggles.
They fill the hollow chambers of our hearts.
They dye the colorless bones.
The power of love may not be infinite, but for some, it is the only motivation that keeps them alive.
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Urban / Comedy
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LitRPG / Urban
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