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A myriad of trembling fingers- reeling at the loss of this utopia in which we live/ Love in the misty evening As morning grows ever near
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Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 12:53 PM UTC
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A myriad of trembling fingers- reeling at the loss of this utopia in which we live/ Love in the misty evening As morning grows ever near
Alaska-Yeung
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Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 12:53 PM UTC
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