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Red Moon Gypsy
"Lips, words, and you snare them,
Dreams, words, and they are as jewels,
Strange spells of old deity,
Ravens, nights, allurement:
And they are not;
Having become the souls of song..."
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Anthagio
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Posted on
December 20, 2010
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I’ll marry the owner of these shoes! ahahah
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