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I can feel the seasons changing the icy cold the fire in the hearth talking about Gods because they are not dead they live within me and my stories weave the web that catches them
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Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 12:31 AM UTC
Gods
I can feel the seasons changing the icy cold the fire in the hearth talking about Gods because they are not dead they live within me and my stories weave the web that catches them
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Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 12:31 AM UTC
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