Chey

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The pure bliss of the birds soaring around only to dive down and swing back up has my heart clenching for a feeling I will never experience. The carefree lightness in life that has no weight to it, unlike my heavy heart made of stone. Dragging me down until I’m forced to sink into my misery.
Blood of Desiderium (The Divide Book 1)
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