Elior
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0Under the gleam of streetlamps, your silhouette reflects in his eyes, and you see the countless faces he's mirrored through time. The hands that cradle yours belong to a love that has been fragmented into countless pieces, each piece now vying for your attention, for your love. You watch as he pulls you close, and for a moment, his surface ripples, revealing the kaleidoscope of faces beneath.
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