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Intro. My dearest Liam. Do you remember the scent of rain on summer earth, the way the night sky held infinite stories, just waiting for us to read them? You were the first to show me such wonders, the first to truly see my heart. Time may ripple and flow like a river, but some currents, some connections, run deeper than any tide.

Elysium

@Marianny Romero