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Nov 2015
My spiritual soul and body longs for the dark forest. I'm in love with the dark night. the dark rain. The dark nights lit up by stars.
I yearn for the full moon, after the quiet night where the wind blowing through my window. I am part of the night, my soul longs for the dull, sad, and quiet nights.
I want back my life who had opinions that have lasted a part of me.
I want to return to those dark nights that fullness my life with meaning.
Nightwolf
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Nightwolf  Norway
(Norway)   
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