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Green, trees whispering in the breeze, daylight and birdsong as I stand there in black with vampire eyes and a drunkard's frown. I place one pale hand on the painted wood of my forsaken balcony and do you see...
The sky is so blue. Yet I'm lost even so. The crown was always crooked, it was you know.
The sky is so blue. Yet I'm lost even so. The crown was always crooked, it was you know.
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