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Published: Aug 28, 2009

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My wish for love is hidden.
Hidden under one hundred soldiers
Ready to attack
Anyone who tries to reach it.

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unknown-sources on DeviantArthttps://www.deviantart.com/unknown-sources/art/Wings-Of-Love-148676408unknown-sources

got this idea from i don't know where,
but this piece feels right.

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kauzu1

Sep 16, 2009

hmm....I like it. It reminds me of somethign Id say. nice

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