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Lily.In the remains of the night. She moves with steps so light. Ancient memories in her head. She has the mark of the rose so red. She is a soldier of love. Guided by the stars above. No one knows and no one can ever tell. She hides her secret well. A lily with a burning desire. A dream of a kiss that will set her on fire.
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