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Its funny how I got here. On a streetcar named desire. Down town I called to Fear Ingiting the poets fire. But through the flames, Called born-again... The Love I found within; Called me.
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 2:02 AM UTC
The Quickening
Its funny how I got here. On a streetcar named desire. Down town I called to Fear Ingiting the poets fire. But through the flames, Called born-again... The Love I found within; Called me.
This started as one thing and became something entirely different...
McPoe
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 2:02 AM UTC
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