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the cries of the dead whisper, through the cracks of the city-scape, they pause...then fade, into wailing sirens, of deaths love march, the dead's eyes lie, in the avenues, separating skyscraper, limited in height and width, by hands of ghosts, extending ****** hands, to raise the crafters, above the city wall, separating the enlightened, the ******
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 12:37 AM UTC
die in the city
the cries of the dead whisper, through the cracks of the city-scape, they pause...then fade, into wailing sirens, of deaths love march, the dead's eyes lie, in the avenues, separating skyscraper, limited in height and width, by hands of ghosts, extending ****** hands, to raise the crafters, above the city wall, separating the enlightened, the ******
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Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 12:37 AM UTC
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