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O, but the gracious pardons do give leave for weary sin... Or do make way for lovers departed, to solely bare the weight within?! Strangely thought one man can face a crisis, but one man does all he can... Until his foolishness arises; surely you'd think, one would've had a plan! O, how folly of me and of my dream... As it slowly demises! Beloved oblivion! A.r. Bazian Written in 2010
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Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 9:59 PM UTC
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O, but the gracious pardons do give leave for weary sin... Or do make way for lovers departed, to solely bare the weight within?! Strangely thought one man can face a crisis, but one man does all he can... Until his foolishness arises; surely you'd think, one would've had a plan! O, how folly of me and of my dream... As it slowly demises! Beloved oblivion! A.r. Bazian Written in 2010
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