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|Description:||"We were so similar, yet separated by our desires. I wanted to be her friend, I truly did, but he motives for the Prime Spring were not within my reasoning. Her fire like hair was mesmerizing and the waving of her lanterns were hypnotic. I do hope in time she will forgive me for the scars." - Memoirs of an Artiste, Vol 4.|
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