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Jan 2014
My walls are clothed in binding spells
oh yes we still exist to chiming of bells
some are hero's of mankind
other's the contents of man

Time is beauty and you are wonderful
make each day matter as if it was you're last
let bygones be bygones
let the past be the past

Magic runs through me
like universal energy

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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