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Jun 2017
Only is the time that sets upon my mind for not but the sun is rounding the hour and the shadows of our fathers are coming to a close. So see I am she who showed the sands of lands unknown to the conquerors of beastly means and wept upon the fire that consumed the wild things in life.
Whyleigh evermore
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Whyleigh evermore  13/Space
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