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Tales of the Vain


They dream of the past, when they were young and unburdened. They’d always burnt their tongues on tea, just to have an excuse to kiss. When dreams of the past cease, they move to their paradise where they sit amongst the roses and sink their teeth in succulent tarts. Chocolate grows from vines and melts on their tongues.

~ Egomania by Sanguineus/Sanguis

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