"Traces"
lobb152
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Frozen years have gone by without fading; always hoping by the light we know.
Gathering into sacred places; our reflections casting shadows.
Under the reigns of heaven, hand in hand; we become like melting snow.
Gathering into sacred places; our reflections casting shadows.
Under the reigns of heaven, hand in hand; we become like melting snow.
I am a nothing dreaming of something unknown.
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