Let drop the anchor pull in the sails damp the lantern this night is done for me Darkness, wicked lover of lonely souls, caresses me…
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Let drop the anchor pull in the sails damp the lantern this night is done for me Darkness, wicked lover of lonely souls, caresses me…
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Leave a CommentThe soft sounds of the television find their way down the hallway. My son is asleep, but I have yet to make it to his…
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