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- 01/16/2012 1:09 am
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My rose petals fell for you, Now the sorrows are all to do, Why our bond felt so right, Always thought throughout the night, And in my blade I asked, "Who is this person I have masked"? Till the rise of my sun, The moon had all its fun.
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