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| mourninglight |
carved into the side of a cliff his name with yours was it love or war? |
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| Doar |
it was the trail we left behind us, a decision meant to be remembered only. invaluable to those without scorn, shared in the instances of relief, the sigh and moan of pleasure everlasting. |
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