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Sides,that drift with ***** walls. This abode of Night time halls Where some have wept Their one last call The holder stops For one last fall
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Oct 7, 2019
Oct 7, 2019 at 3:08 PM UTC
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Sides,that drift with ***** walls. This abode of Night time halls Where some have wept Their one last call The holder stops For one last fall
Where ever home may be.
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Oct 7, 2019
Oct 7, 2019 at 3:08 PM UTC
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