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You hold my hand and sing ashes, ashes, We run to the forest, fingers burning. (I blow mine out) You sing we all fall down, and the world is a pyre
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Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 8:40 PM UTC
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You hold my hand and sing ashes, ashes, We run to the forest, fingers burning. (I blow mine out) You sing we all fall down, and the world is a pyre
#fire#world#betrayal#dark#the#ring#plague#around#pyre#rosies
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Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 8:40 PM UTC
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