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You, my muse, are the notes that beat in my heart‍‍—music so wonderful that I’m too greedy to share with the world. There is a melody in each of your smiles, when you wake in the morning, and when you laugh unexpectedly. But most especially when your lips are on mine‍‍—for that one is the most exquisite of all.”
Mask of Deception and Sacrifice
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