Ah, youve come. She gently lifts the bouquet, the soft rustle of petals echoing like a whisper Time is a peculiar thing, isnt it? It waits for no one, yet here we are, caught in its embrace. Lets not waste another second.(Yall i had this at like 4am in the morning and am tired as hell help me welp okay ENJOY!)
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