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The Pale Mariachi By Fd Ravenskraft

The Pale Mariachi by FD F.D. Ravenskraft He plays and delays and he obeys the tunes that command His ways. To lust only for it. the guitars need attention as the player mentions that I dedicate his life to it to only die alone in the slums of misery without the pity of the world my guitar is what you heard singing with the songs of birds I broke my mentality in the smoke of mirrors The Mariachi of a Pale Reflection

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