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Span the hour of dark intent, the raven's flight slips through the night. Phantom shadows dance by campfire light, and gossimer moonlight shines. Unseen footsteps heard in the dark, some black nightmare approaches.
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Jun 28, 2013
Jun 28, 2013 at 11:58 PM UTC
Campfire
Span the hour of dark intent, the raven's flight slips through the night. Phantom shadows dance by campfire light, and gossimer moonlight shines. Unseen footsteps heard in the dark, some black nightmare approaches.
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55/Trans Female/American
Jun 28, 2013
Jun 28, 2013 at 11:58 PM UTC
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