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Oct 9
This is all that you wanted
All that you prayed and dreamed
This is all that you cried for
In your lonley silent screams.
The silver is what you long for
The Red path of hollow cries.
Run fast the race is over.
Sleep now, be still in dreams.
Maniacal Escape
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Maniacal Escape  27/M/lancashire
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