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What To Come
Rains dwindling down on hates desires,as Lights fade and the night conquers. Life a start,for the ones who have been underground for so long.
Will they flourish to bring love;The green kind of thing?Or will they rise up to be long big and strong;The frightening kind of type?
The answers dwindle as the rains flourish, the quest to no;Know only lying in the holes sometimes called time.
UncleSlamİ
Will they flourish to bring love;The green kind of thing?Or will they rise up to be long big and strong;The frightening kind of type?
The answers dwindle as the rains flourish, the quest to no;Know only lying in the holes sometimes called time.
UncleSlamİ
Published 9th Nov 2017
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