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She dwelt within the dripping wood, Beneath a drooping sky: A boon for Evil, a bane for Good, The harlot had to die. She didn't drown, but should have drown For her own Soul's dear sake, When trialled by the nearby town That burned her at the stake. O.O
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Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 7:29 PM UTC
Lucy
She dwelt within the dripping wood, Beneath a drooping sky: A boon for Evil, a bane for Good, The harlot had to die. She didn't drown, but should have drown For her own Soul's dear sake, When trialled by the nearby town That burned her at the stake. O.O
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Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 7:29 PM UTC
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