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You don’t hold back someone like Lennix because the beauty is in how she flies. I want to see her soar. I just want to make sure she always lands safely. You
Traditions are the memories of those before us, breathed to life when we carry them on.
“We were inevitable.�
I lick them, and I know with my rational mind that they must be salty, but somehow, they’re sweet.
