shall we erase the words that our hearts hold? this fire burns on, 'neath winter's icy dome, though weary we may be hope's curtain we still comb. ㅤㅤ "untamed and unrobed" ㅤㅤㅤ"lies within the coil of" ㅤㅤ"mystery beneath the city"
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