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Lost in ExtravaganceGrain among shards of the grass and the fields;Plains of the meadows and tundra Unfurled.Land without end through the Dust and ent..
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A Day in the Life of a StoryIt always startsWith Long, long ago.The hushed voice veilsA raw, anchored power.He snags my hand,And draws me near...To wh..
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