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Apr 2020
And the days are not full enough
And the nights are not full enough
And life slips by like a field mouse
      Not shaking the grass
And every night that passes by leaves me more empty than the one before...
Shadow
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Shadow  Purgatory
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       Bryn Kennell, Puck, Toothache, JASMINE, Reyna and 20 others
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