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Fated to be a lonely matchmaker, my talent for stealing hearts now serves to fill my own cup. Who under this c…

Fated to be a lonely matchmaker, my talent for stealing hearts now serves to fill my own cup. Who under this cold moon is like me, seeing a soulmate in the wine's bright reflection?

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