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RE: The arc between

in #love7 years ago

Ill-timed as my own dying is,
I shall find rest,
For your untimely demise
Too shall surely come, and is so lucky

The dawn breaks. Make haste, time is of the essence.
Line up now before the pedestal of your twisted fate.
For I know handsome truth, and I am given privilege
To choose death only when you unwillingly choose your own.