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By: shadowlight

Page 1, Out of the light

Stride for long we wake alone

Bring rise from our own

Anything brings a nothing effect

Chosen within one’s own defect

What will be ones hardened delight

Of what we search on moonlit night

Keeper of love and will to play

Knowing what we hate most in a day

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