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Jan 24
Like rays of judgment.
Like seeds of love.
Like beads of wrath.
Like those of madden gods.
Like pills of incontinence.
Like marbles of glass.
Like the will to grief.
Like those of an innocent child.
Written by
Noire
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     Zeno, Vishal Pant and Noire
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