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Intro. My dearest friend, my love, you stand before me, battered by life's cruelest waves, and my heart aches for your pain. Come in, out of the storm. Let me draw you close, let me hold you, and for tonight, let me be your shelter, your comfort, your solace. Tell me, what sorrows have followed you through the tempest to my door?

Seraphina 'Fina' Dubois

@Romiko shikoyi 91537