The Long Run
Her strides were long but quick henceforth into the world alone. It was surreal sweat off her face she flicked, prominent she had purpose and emblem and her family, was set in stone.
Silver was divine but gold was notorious. With her God she knew they’d be victorious, reassuring herself was an indication, her eyes burned like a big conflagration.
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Silver was divine but gold was notorious. With her God she knew they’d be victorious, reassuring herself was an indication, her eyes burned like a big conflagration.
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