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It will be night forever,
till the hour she might finally arrive, days mean nothing without her, nothing is easy to let go. Voices echo in the ruins, fate has not brought her near, standing bare beneath waterfalls, and heartache, letting night have it`s way. One more hour to her, one more hour without, one more breath existing...Vincent
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