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Death Shallows at the door Forever Present for what's in store Our Eyes can't see for what's to come Feel the burning bush and silent hum The grim reaper knows no bounds Black drapes over light to disappear here and now In the world of darkness, you look forward to the light A time from now see will flicker and bright But for now you are a child in the black Waiting for the creator to manifest a hack 01=DeathLife
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Dec 16, 2016
Dec 16, 2016 at 7:23 AM UTC
Death Shallows
Death Shallows at the door Forever Present for what's in store Our Eyes can't see for what's to come Feel the burning bush and silent hum The grim reaper knows no bounds Black drapes over light to disappear here and now In the world of darkness, you look forward to the light A time from now see will flicker and bright But for now you are a child in the black Waiting for the creator to manifest a hack 01=DeathLife
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Dec 16, 2016
Dec 16, 2016 at 7:23 AM UTC
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