When a Shadow Now Falls
Upon said corridors heard
Within these walls, stirred
Throw them to the sky
Good Boy Psycho dead
Corridors Epiphany, no dread
Shine horizons, on Half Moon Meadow
Eventual be
Sleeping Giants
When Shadows Fall
The City Sleeps.
For Moo xx
Without Touchstone, I just couldn't xx
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