Tend to the native son at heart.

[skycriescold]

And so there it went before my eyes. Now soaring above my fingertips. I am standing tip-toed, stretching to the sky, holding on to my last breath. Somewhere inside I feel the rush, pushing me toward the finish line. It is nice to have you by my side. How will they dare to begin the unraveling today?

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[subtlelight]

yes... yes i will.
thank you.

[skycriescold]

GOOD.