From the depths of Elysium's notebook.

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A life once broken; Locked inside.

The secrets a creature's soul doth hide.

Yet, within; Still, Inside. A Trio of Divinity and march at will you may-

You don't care what I might say; have said; Have lived through.

Yet, It all turns back to you.

Now, what is a waltz to dance alone,

Or a simple Robin to call it's home?

a rotten tree stump.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 24, 2018 ⏰

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