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In the mornin of the dark,
The light seeps slowly,
Gently falling in ,
To a dark almost holy,
No one really knows,
If so they dont tell,
Leaving us behind,
Hoping not to sell,
The light seeps slowly,
Gently falling in ,
To a dark almost holy,
No one really knows,
If so they dont tell,
Leaving us behind,
Hoping not to sell,
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