Life in All Its Glory According to One Small Soul
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posted by Steph at 1:23 AM
Night Song: I heard a bird sing. Its song out of place, Winging through the dead of night. I thought of my dreams, Lost in this wastland, Limping through desolation. Teach my dreams to fly, singing. Rendered by their own charisma, As the day bird sings in the darkness.
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