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The gray days pass On and on, one after the other. If you're looking for color. You're in the wrong place There is none here. We're all just sitting here. Waiting. We're just here, The destitute, forsaken scoundrels. We're here waiting. Waiting for something Auroral
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Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 7:02 AM UTC
~Auroral~