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The Morning sun and desert, the wanderer makes his trail, seeking the golden fountain the answer to his prayers. Exhausted, burnt, and beaten, by a million weighted steps. He falls to his knees shouting, some where between life and death. " I search for the gate! and the one who knows! the river! the light! the truth and sea! I search for the fountain of the desert valley!, oasis of clarity! ".
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Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 8:07 AM UTC
"The Seeker"
The Morning sun and desert, the wanderer makes his trail, seeking the golden fountain the answer to his prayers. Exhausted, burnt, and beaten, by a million weighted steps. He falls to his knees shouting, some where between life and death. " I search for the gate! and the one who knows! the river! the light! the truth and sea! I search for the fountain of the desert valley!, oasis of clarity! ".
WilldaberryBlue
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Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 8:07 AM UTC
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