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From the center started the creation,
the red line – the gate, to the unknowable blossoms of Nature’s mystique, in the garden of despair, where black tears turned to butterflies, behind the veil.
From the center started the creation,
the red line – the gate, to the unknowable blossoms of Nature’s mystique, in the garden of despair, where black tears turned to butterflies, behind the veil.