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mourns in the form of lilac fields and ginger gardens; emanating spectacular sights, exuding savorous scents, witness true hearts blooming, singing for the silent and the dead winds beckon; to submission straight stalks succumb gales graze over but vanish, stilling staled souls as if they have never been touched before
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Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 7:27 AM UTC
The Sepulture Song
mourns in the form of lilac fields and ginger gardens; emanating spectacular sights, exuding savorous scents, witness true hearts blooming, singing for the silent and the dead winds beckon; to submission straight stalks succumb gales graze over but vanish, stilling staled souls as if they have never been touched before
milk-almightea
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Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 7:27 AM UTC
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