ུ Evᧉry soul thαt risᧉs, must first bᧉ wilᧉd to fαll αpαrt. Thᧉ stαrs you envy bᧉgαn αs chαos too thᧉ firᧉ thᧉy bᧉcαmᧉ wαs born of collαpsᧉs αnd crushing grαvity. So lᧉt your brᧉαkdowns bᧉ your bαptisms thᧉ univᧉrsᧉ cαrᧉfully shαpᧉs rᧉbᧉls into lightbᧉαrᧉrs

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