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…And I became a ghost My only goal to haunt you through Whispers of smoldered coals, Far beyond the boundaries Of foreign tongue, Exhaled from deep within The mountain’s lungs…
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Mar 20, 2012
Mar 20, 2012 at 3:43 AM UTC
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…And I became a ghost My only goal to haunt you through Whispers of smoldered coals, Far beyond the boundaries Of foreign tongue, Exhaled from deep within The mountain’s lungs…
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Mar 20, 2012
Mar 20, 2012 at 3:43 AM UTC
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