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Wonders

Always Lost in a timeless path.
I though't the future was long a past.
Treuserless i was walking back. From the new age that would.
Bleach my past,

thick darkness that was made of ash
Where is the moonlight that,
Would shine my path.
Cause blindly i couldnt see my path.
And strangley i was fading back.
To the realty that was made of mass.
Pleagued by hatness that.
Destructed its whole to the point
of last.




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Publicerad 2015-06-19 13:39



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