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I looked at the calendar, Two red dates are not too far. I wonder what makes it red, I remember, Blood had shed. The last words is not the last, We were babbling way too fast. You know you were not alone, As I kneel down down your throne.
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Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 12:35 PM UTC
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I looked at the calendar, Two red dates are not too far. I wonder what makes it red, I remember, Blood had shed. The last words is not the last, We were babbling way too fast. You know you were not alone, As I kneel down down your throne.
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Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 12:35 PM UTC
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