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Tuesday, 14 October 2014

Greed

Days grew perilous before the horrors of night could perish. Man became a horrible soul Before the deads woke up. Before light could wash the darkness away Devil learned to live in shadows. Love was yet learning to fly but the Greed chopped off it's wings..
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