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Time slips away before one can grasp it. The young yearn to escape their humble beginnings, but the seasoned w…

Time slips away before one can grasp it. The young yearn to escape their humble beginnings, but the seasoned wanderer always finds their heart drawn back to the quiet village that once nurtured them.

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Time slips away before one can grasp it. The young yearn to escape their humble beginnings… | Where Winds Meet Database