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*'Stick your feet in solid ground. Haunting ghosts you had bound; creep through that rustic land. All like your dreams had planned. Nothing more, nothing less. Just a thought of loneliness.'*
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Dec 18, 2016
Dec 18, 2016 at 11:15 AM UTC
Ghosts;
*'Stick your feet in solid ground. Haunting ghosts you had bound; creep through that rustic land. All like your dreams had planned. Nothing more, nothing less. Just a thought of loneliness.'*
- F.D. Prenger
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Dec 18, 2016
Dec 18, 2016 at 11:15 AM UTC
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