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The Kingdoms of the Mountain Cross Part IV The light arose, And the grass had blackened. All of life has become a wasteland. All my time, now dust And ashes. The searching was restless, And many tears, Have landed over the years.
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 12:15 AM UTC
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The Kingdoms of the Mountain Cross Part IV The light arose, And the grass had blackened. All of life has become a wasteland. All my time, now dust And ashes. The searching was restless, And many tears, Have landed over the years.
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 12:15 AM UTC
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