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She was a solstice Something to be waited upon Change in such a way That made the day seem night And when she spoke Only the Angels Could hear her voice.
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Oct 10, 2020
Oct 10, 2020 at 9:14 PM UTC
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She was a solstice Something to be waited upon Change in such a way That made the day seem night And when she spoke Only the Angels Could hear her voice.
Pat_Lynett
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Oct 10, 2020
Oct 10, 2020 at 9:14 PM UTC
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