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Lingering crescents etch themselves in nightmare’s bane
Dusky arcs wizened with shivering souls that so endearingly rouse
Spirals speaking of ..
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Entwine and betwixt my billowing dreams,there gracefully woven an awry fraying seamClusters ofscintillatingblue-bells that shimmer slightly silver,hal..
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