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Bleeding embers Overencumber My cold heart It burns Taken to the skies Wind against my eyes Drying, my sight dies
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Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 6:52 PM UTC
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Bleeding embers Overencumber My cold heart It burns Taken to the skies Wind against my eyes Drying, my sight dies
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silvarra-adastra
Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 6:52 PM UTC
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