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A season of cold winds and ice is aproaching while you sleep... You won't even feel it coming, in your slumber six feet deep. Seasons will change but you won't come, no matter how much i wait. Maby i'll bide here just a little bit more, cause you always used to be late.
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Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 5:51 PM UTC
You loved me i know
A season of cold winds and ice is aproaching while you sleep... You won't even feel it coming, in your slumber six feet deep. Seasons will change but you won't come, no matter how much i wait. Maby i'll bide here just a little bit more, cause you always used to be late.
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Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 5:51 PM UTC
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