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Gurs

Never to see her again I looked down Wine of bloods holo Flowing from my hands Unto the devils abode Whitest of Pyrenees days

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 1/22/2018 8:31:00 PM
now I know what follows...its different...Seren
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Date: 1/22/2018 8:29:00 PM
A very sad feel, stolen away to never return
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Date: 1/21/2018 7:35:00 PM
the title may be white but I found the imagery deep and dark Arthur. hugs Jan xx
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