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Her brother was her mother’s minor moon, her warmest sun, and at the exact same time, a tiny satellite that she had forgotten about. He would orbit her for eternity, even as she, and then he, broke into bits.

I'm really not enjoying this

thankfully ruhige schicht heute 😝😝

‘La ardiente electricidad que se había generado en la frontera de sus cuerpos se convirtió de inmediato en un incendio.’