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Apr 2014
A long time ago, in a land not far but near, there was a land where the night was always dark and the sky covered it like a black cloth, for the moon never rose there, and not a single star twinkled in the darkness.
That is how this fairy tale ends. Abruptly and without warning, like most things unfortunately do.
Reanna Horsley
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Reanna Horsley
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