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Feb 2021
Have you heard of midnight miracles?
Demons gaze upon a forlorn realm to find remnants of hope.
Frightened Lambs turn into lions.
Spirits of life sing hymns of death.
Once your slumber is lost,
Your soul can never be found.
ghost
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ghost  16/F/im lost
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