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I creep toward the burrows at night Trying to ****** a glimpse of light That sparkled through the creepy, wooden fragments. I bent to half to hide myself tryig to fit in within those holes so I could escape the solace that has long burried me in the land of lost and forgotten.
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Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 10:34 PM UTC
Light in the borrows