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What am I now? Shock! Guilt! Hope! They, to me, are but distant glimmers of a forgotten past. Idle grows my weary soul, darkness fills this claw of mine
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 4:33 AM UTC
The Claw
What am I now? Shock! Guilt! Hope! They, to me, are but distant glimmers of a forgotten past. Idle grows my weary soul, darkness fills this claw of mine
The Retired Claw
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 4:33 AM UTC
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