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Mitra ๐ฉ ๐น
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An old woman stands before the mirror, The mirror whispers secrets,A sepia-tinted reverie unfolds:the maiden with laughter,Eyes wide as morning skies,Cheeks flushed with dreams and hope. Regret,a shadow at her side, Whispers, "Youth was a fleeting waltz,And you danced too cautiously, Afraid to step on fragile dreams."
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DrNoOne๐ฉ๐งโโ๏ธ๐๐
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Sometimes the thought of getting old can be very scary๐๐
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