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As the sun hid behind gloom and shadow, a strange grey twilight made it hard for her to see anything. Snow began to fall, and she shivered. Early that..
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in process, will be updated as soon as possible
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in process...
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in process, this is only the begining of Andre's story...
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Scorching hot this summer day,Feeling colder then frigid ice,Long laced words pierce your heart,Feeling not the sweat on your brow,Daggers of frost st..
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the gray tide began to riseupon the golden shore.cold and dampshe satwatching the graymingle with the shimmering sandclouds heavy with rainburst and f..
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he is the bridge that i crossto get to the land beyond thesilver seahe is the golden lionthat stands guard againstwild thingshe is the cat that warms ..
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please, kill the outer man so that i will no longer consume the foulness of the world.please, cleanse me inside out but let the greediness be hurled.i..
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poem about my first feeling of being a born again believer
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