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By all means, I need to ponder, of my life going yonder. But though I still long for truth, I long for those who's not uncouth. By all means, I carrie..
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Milady Amaranth, who hides thy face so dear; such beauty shrouds such mystery- be it only by fear, fear of thy morning glory. But it not be a dream to..
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My lady who cries the night away dost thou not know another way? Be ye still afraid of thy dream 'Tis varied by the Dream.
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Imagine you’re this woman who was living an ordinary life. Always caring, never hurt anyone in your lifetime. One day while you lie asleep in yo..
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Imagine you’re this woman who was living an ordinary life. Always caring, never hurt anyone in your lifetime. One day while you lie asleep in yo..
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Imagine you’re this woman who was living an ordinary life. Always caring, never hurt anyone in your lifetime. One day while you lie asleep in yo..
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Imagine you’re this woman who was living an ordinary life. Always caring, never hurt anyone in your lifetime. One day while you lie asleep in yo..
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Imagine you’re this woman who was living an ordinary life. Always caring, never hurt anyone in your lifetime. One day while you lie asleep in yo..
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Surrounded by bodies of murder the flocking and squawk arose. Score of many rows on girder feast of death drew the crows.
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Hiding our faces, we choose who we are; living the lies, stricken so far. We know not of what is to come- a lowly burn from a shallow numb.
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