Misty night
Misty night love stories
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blastimus
blastimus but they since rose, and won the day.
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And the mist won't ever return.

Misty night

The fog is setting on the quiet city, no more hearing or seeing, all I can do is feel your being, and fight against your curiosity...

The mist is taking over, turning my life around, I kept myself too close to the ground, and I found my lucky green-eyed clover...

The thick smoke dissipated, I got to see you again, I saw your tears finally ran, and it is no longer complicated.

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