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jupiter
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08-02-2014, 12:48 PM
//she lowers her face to the page and leaves a mark before writing
It is often customary for those with magical prowess to bestow gifts and talents to the honoured hosts. Instead, I will give you a curse.
The curse of happiness; of true bliss with each morning glance to each other; the curse of that tingle in your stomach and excitement in your bones before the goodnight kiss.
Your curse will find you peach within the other's embrace.
Most sincerely,
Blue
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