Standing on a hill the wind blowing briskly through my hair
Leaves falling to the ground in a grand display of grace and beauty
Autum has arrived in it's grand glorious fashion
Prace
Peace to you Peace toe Peace to the one living on the street Peace to the working Peace to those unable Peace to to everyone who helps pu...
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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