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SoundWispers of the unknown now fill what use to be sounds of steadfastness / Wispers of harshness now radiate this atmosphere / Wispers of past soundness no where to be found

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Jul 18, 2012

Forever DancingCome here dear Moon, / Sun calls for you from Loneliness though surrounded by Great Blue, / clouds,birds of song in the air,

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Apr 22, 2012

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