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For it's the time that repeats every night, with a sword in my hand and an armour bound to my chest, I have to fight that evil soul on those dark, villainous lands where it wraps me in it's devilish thoughts. For it's the time where I struggle to escape those ominous shadows in search of dawns first light that will set that evil soul to fire and let me enter a new day with a new fight.
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Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 9:54 AM UTC
Nightmare