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And the thunder had rumbled and the first storm of Spring had come. The wind whispered: Our Love is eternal. The Love of which legends are made. And the Sun married the Moon. And there were Stars. Light and dark. Together like never before. Like ancient Knowledge, and elysian Magic, side by side. Like a moonrise Beauty. 

It's HER who knows: HER time is now. It's HER who let the love grow.


Thera is HER.
THERA is You.

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