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echoes of man have withered to cries, the fruit of temptation under ashen skies the labyrinth of the lost the wayward roamed, circles of suffering this winding road.
~m
echoes of man have withered to cries, the fruit of temptation under ashen skies the labyrinth of the lost the wayward roamed, circles of suffering this winding road.
~m