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Stolen the truth from those who chose to come, Falls between us An arch with 3 symbols: A rusty triangle, A circle with 10 sectors, A yellowish key. Now it is with you. Would you use them? Who wants them will not have them. The others will look to the chosen one and see anyone who has forgot. Now it is with you. Would you want to be it? Who wants to be will not see it. And if the step that occurs is bathed with the moonlight 7 doors will open. Now it is with you. Will you enter? Who wants it will close.
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC
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Stolen the truth from those who chose to come, Falls between us An arch with 3 symbols: A rusty triangle, A circle with 10 sectors, A yellowish key. Now it is with you. Would you use them? Who wants them will not have them. The others will look to the chosen one and see anyone who has forgot. Now it is with you. Would you want to be it? Who wants to be will not see it. And if the step that occurs is bathed with the moonlight 7 doors will open. Now it is with you. Will you enter? Who wants it will close.
rosa-decidua
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Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC
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