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Unforgiving secrets; truth within lies? A strangers words haunt this daydream. A flood of unease; the forgotten storm. Accusations: creatures of snow. What should I think? When the truth is such a fickle thing...

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chelsea-codrington

English

Published: Mar 9, 2012
LinesWords: 634

Notes: Written Nov. 2011.

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