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“There’s a wind that blows through the heart of a lover. A wind that knows no boundaries and no endings. A never-ending breeze. It is that wind I call upon teach night to save me while we are apart. To guide me, infiltrate me, ride me. It is that wind I call upon to take me to you, tonight.
An invocation.”(K.M.M.)

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