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Azadeh72
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The Sadweaver, her mask adorned with tear-shaped crystals, embodied sorrow. Her eyes, pools of liquid moonlight, held memories of lost love and forgotten dreams. Beside her, the Joybringer’s mask glowed like a sunburst. His laughter echoed through the grove, igniting hope in every heart
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The poem was impressive
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