In its blindness I laughed aloud!
Like in the days of the cerulean cloud!
I pledge in the fire mound, In her absence...
The macabre in her life,
Be dorn upon me.
Like in the days of the cerulean cloud!
I pledge in the fire mound, In her absence...
The macabre in her life,
Be dorn upon me.
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