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ALT moonlit's floret caught in reverie of golden wheel, she's blossomed, laced with steel. a remainder to discover in wilderness oh, a floret brevity of sweetness. her flaws purse the destination, hurricane-like petals consumed into blurry sight. found into eternity of dedication. you're a damsel made for moonlight. penned by tintangmaestro

ALT Stranded in Waterloo A whale struggles with the notion, Her heartstrings tangled in desperation, Somewhere far, devoid of emotion, In a little town called Waterloo—an unknown location. Her gaze stretches miles, Hustling to touch the tiles, Navigating a broken map, Reaching the shore in a snap. Loneliness is her favorite trap.