The rain had followed them all the way to Australia, but here it felt colder. Sharper. Like the city itself was bleeding.
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Where your desires meet my words I don’t chase destiny—I rewrite it in my name.
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The rain had followed them all the way to Australia, but here it felt colder. Sharper. Like the city itself was bleeding.
Where your desires meet my words I don’t chase destiny—I rewrite it in my name.
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