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There are guardians that children may be free
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The search for a weapon to fend off the fiend
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A night of introspection turns into a nightmarish like dream..Love trumps all
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A struggle ensues,a battle rages!it's for my soul,the two engagesValuable is this soul,to the two involvedthey use their tactics,gaining the soul they..
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My Grandfather, Father, and Friend
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Traveling the roadin darkness of nightexperience, my lanternmy guiding lightIlluminating my footsteps,while on this journey I travelexpanding my bound..
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Love does not always end with happy endings
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tick..tock..tick..tock,turn the gears of the clock.What will we do,during the tick and the tock?It’s how we spend,The tick and the tockThat dete..
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Life is a fickle thing
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One of life's ironies
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