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The Beauty of Rhian
By Toran
Her luminous candle guides my way in the darkness, warm and soft, my heart sings when bathed in her light. The gentle whisper of love calls out a name, Rhian. And my heart answers it.
Melody is her voice, whispering softly to my
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soul, a gentle chime of love. While I live, Rhian is my life.
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