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Feb 2019
Dark mists fell from the sky.
Black snowflakes made a black blanket on the hills and fields.
Time stoped.
Souls reached the horizon.
They were trying to escape.
Their wings got broken.
They fell back on the ground.
Only the ashes were kept alive.
Written by
ghostgirl
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     Mathew P Nangolo, misha, --- and Mandalina
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