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Ayona!
created 6 months ago 0 0
Glued to a chair in an airless room, the blue light of a screen is all she needs for eternal euphoria.
Slowly, the creature behind the glass types in slashed grammar. A smile comes through her dry lips.
"You're my lifeline"
Slowly, the creature behind the glass types in slashed grammar. A smile comes through her dry lips.
"You're my lifeline"
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