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The primitive revision, A sign eastward glistened Glyphs beyond the walls we rose in solstice greetings. Listen, hear the swelling rhythm - Peregrine crests are where the seal is written. Our serpent's guile had the children smitten, and lost in the cave they're baited and bitten.
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Feb 20, 2013
Feb 20, 2013 at 1:33 AM UTC
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The primitive revision, A sign eastward glistened Glyphs beyond the walls we rose in solstice greetings. Listen, hear the swelling rhythm - Peregrine crests are where the seal is written. Our serpent's guile had the children smitten, and lost in the cave they're baited and bitten.
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Feb 20, 2013
Feb 20, 2013 at 1:33 AM UTC
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