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Mar 2018
Sink into the mists weary soul
For such pain does not belong,
To one dark, like midnight coal.
Sing, dear, such a lovely song.
One to call the lost and small
To bring a little light their way.
Hushed lullabies for all.
Sometimes you get phrases stuck in your end and they won't leave until you write them down.
Danielle
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Danielle  28/F/Vermont
(28/F/Vermont)   
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     ---, neth jones, --- and SPT
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