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The days all dull and the evenings gray when mornings come and nights retire Grave unrest is what one's blessed with for when passion burns like fire
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 7:41 AM UTC
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The days all dull and the evenings gray when mornings come and nights retire Grave unrest is what one's blessed with for when passion burns like fire
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 7:41 AM UTC
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