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π³πFalling ππ³
Quand le temps va et vient On ne pense aΜ rien
Everything we see hides another thing, we always want to see what is hidden by what we see.
Is not about your reflection, itβs what you see beyond it.
Butterflie π¦
I think is time to let go of the blind fold. BLM βπΏ
Stuck in my own perspective.
I miss the old, happy me. π€§
π₯Burn your past and set yourself free.π₯
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