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    dots Submission Name: Starseeddots
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    Author: endlessgame23
    ASL Info:    25/f/The Endless Table
    Elite Ratio:    3.24 - 28/41/44
    Words: 84
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    dotsStarseeddots
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    Seven thousand years
    is a long time to be Human
    The days go one forever
    as they pass by so fast
    Nothing seems to last

    Seven.. thousand.. years
    on Earth
    living in this mess
    they left behind
    who would've guessed?
    Betrayed by my own kind

    After...
    seven thousand years
    The day has arrived
    Brothers hear me
    Lovers fear me
    I am Ascending
    I have arrived




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      true that, what the hell have we found ourselves with. All thousand years
    of lies and force truth, to arrive where a bomb hit our living space. Like it is said transformation by destruction , It will part of the sights , for all those to know , all those resentments you and i will know, the World will know , and it will end, OH ya , it will End!
    Teika5
    | Posted on 2017-08-29 00:00:00 | by teika5 | [ Reply to This ]


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