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In these solitary nights, my ground ices over and my dreams
In these solitary nights, my ground ices over and my dreams vanish, but at times, carried by an invincible force, I try to grasp these rough-hewn mode...
In these solitary nights, my ground ices over and my dreams vanish, but at times, carried by an invincible force, I try to grasp these rough-hewn mode...
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