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The cherubic *(..خلاصة) of a youngster.

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Joined July 2010
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I got follow limits.
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Settled into a life of muted serenity, a — cobbled sanctuary where ambition has gone dormant and every restless thought is lulled into true silence. Meanwhile, you remain an ungovernable tempest, eager to unravel the world, aching for something beyond the ordinary.
I’m the flying dutchman
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Serenity, مطلق* lifëspan..
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I've Fashioned my life of quietude and measured comfort to Proudly I wear, Then I shows, So I owned style, Well, Living models. To be well-known is to be true fashion-king.
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A Dreamers. (2025)
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Years passed, the lore got deeper, and somehow we’re still here. From absolute tomfoolery to figuring life out one mishap at a time, every chapter added something to this bond. Never needed the same blood to call you my brothers. Some connections just transcend the family tree.
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detach. let it end. accept the situation. move on.
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The more one is obsessed with God, the less one is innocent. It's not possible to be conscious of divinity without guilt. Thus God is rarely to be found in an innocent soul. From, Tears and Saints.
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Beyond Good,
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Many moralists would like to exercise power and their creative moods on mankind. Others, may Kant perhaps among them. Give to understand with their morality. So, what is worthy of respect in me is that I know how to obey &. things ought to be no different.
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It (II.) falls to the floor. The hound in you smiles, canines sharp, pupils full, black and slow-blinking as you finally look at me.
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Of course, you like me now. I am satisfactory now. This is what you crave. You press your hand over my mouth because that is only what you crave. And you bend my limbs, ignoring hinges creaking. Ignoring screws coming loose. I am oddly-shapen when we're done. Unreal. Uncanny.
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Like someone else. Someone you imagined. Did it annoy you when I squeaked out that it hurt? Could you have imagined better if I had raised my voice; lowered my voice; stayed quiet?
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