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Nov 2015
Victorian spirit
hovers over me
summoning for
all eternity

across the table
hands are bound
together forever
and all around

cold winds blow forth
and brings dark shadows
foreboding tales of
woes and great sorrows

haunting this space
and whispering thy name
inhabiting my body
i will never be the same

Victorian spirit
who are thee
reveal yourself
so my eyes can see
Sylvanas Blackwolf
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Sylvanas Blackwolf
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     Earl Jane
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