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May 19, 2013 by tales0397

Sleep
Brings
The
‘Morrow’s
Dreaded
Days,
Hearts
Exploding,
Minds
Tired,
Broken
Spirits
Pulling
Broken
Frames
One
More
Step,
One
More
Step
Toward
An
Unseen
Destination

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