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Aug 2014
Dark souls.
Eyes half closed-
A melody from the river.
Whispered softly,
The tune comes to me,
And I shiver.

The doves asleep tonight,
The devil owns this night.
Sing this song for the trodden.
For we refuse to be forgotten.
Madame Eleanor
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Madame Eleanor  IN, United States
(IN, United States)   
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   Adrian Betz, --- and T2m
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