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The night is dark. I am slowly laying my head to rest Please do not disturb The old moss growing on the rocks The songs echoes through my mind Let them subside there forever My obligations are fulfilled The moss already grows in my hair
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Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 5:33 PM UTC
Tired
The night is dark. I am slowly laying my head to rest Please do not disturb The old moss growing on the rocks The songs echoes through my mind Let them subside there forever My obligations are fulfilled The moss already grows in my hair
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jenta-kaprifol
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 5:33 PM UTC
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