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A sweet song from a proud siren Summoned my diamond vision: Time's great obsession for us all To blossom into ice. The velvet wind Was a lure from a deluxe lover, A pentagram witch. Psychic lightning, Flaying a knack for sly power, Brought truth,like thunder, To a gambler's fever. At twilight, A storm carnival enchanted, Enhanced the wayward perfection.
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Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 10:38 PM UTC
The Wayward Perfection
A sweet song from a proud siren Summoned my diamond vision: Time's great obsession for us all To blossom into ice. The velvet wind Was a lure from a deluxe lover, A pentagram witch. Psychic lightning, Flaying a knack for sly power, Brought truth,like thunder, To a gambler's fever. At twilight, A storm carnival enchanted, Enhanced the wayward perfection.
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Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 10:38 PM UTC
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