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Nov 2015
The colors are darker-
Blending together to be grey,

The magic is bitter-
It's sweet flavor ran away,

The cold has gotten meaner-
The heat has given in to decay,

The rot is much quicker-
Seeping deeper day by day,

The struggles are harder..

*Due to the fact that you've gone away...
Xyns
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