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May 2015
Sometimes I wonder
about poor Pandora
who opened that box
that wretched box
hiding so much
the sun wasn't so bright
the days grew long
as human emotions
echoed with lies
her temptation
cost us all.
Rose Phantomhive
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Rose Phantomhive
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     Lior Gavra, --- and niamh
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