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Aug 2015
Little viking hallow
Sharp turns and horns of arctic white
You stole through me like Valhalla thunder
A lightening flash to burn this bright
Odin's rough touch never felt so good
Wanderer
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Wanderer  Between Midnight and 3am
(Between Midnight and 3am)   
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