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@hernandocruzpiano: #berserk #berserkmanga #gutz #lamourimpitoyable #anime #piano #pianotutorial
Hernando Cruz
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🚶♂️bray :
what’s the song i forgot it🙏🏽
2024-06-25 06:41:43
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🇳🇬☦︎𝔇𝔞𝔪𝔦𝔞𝔫𝔬🕷️🇩🇪 :
“L’Amour Impitoyable” is from Berserk. It is part of the soundtrack composed by Shiro Sagisu for the 2016 anime adaptation of Berserk.
2024-12-12 10:37:39
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️mo💫 :
Just then the king felt true fear for the very first time
2024-12-08 18:45:40
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Mꨄ︎RIE :
🙏🙏🙏
2025-12-10 16:56:57
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Bibi :
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2025-04-04 07:16:43
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