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Ongoing, First published Jun 09, 2013
No one's left in the silent house of one. Just my shallow breathing, just my lonely song. For there's a house in the middle of the woods, With a family of none. The only thing i have left are petty things, No people, no love ones. I have no one to laugh with, and no one to love. But i have a secret guardian, A wolf of the night, guardian of the lore.All Rights Reserved
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