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Piano keys clang like breaking swords in dissonance, Their vibrations transcends my sleep, I lie awake parading the past in the moonlight, My shining armor crumbled to rust like dying kingdoms, All the dragons chased me away, Because my youth was spent, I warn you, There is no hope for a recluse
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Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 10:38 PM UTC
Grāta
Piano keys clang like breaking swords in dissonance, Their vibrations transcends my sleep, I lie awake parading the past in the moonlight, My shining armor crumbled to rust like dying kingdoms, All the dragons chased me away, Because my youth was spent, I warn you, There is no hope for a recluse
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Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 10:38 PM UTC
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