Darkness.

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The darkness are my kisses quiet at midnight. They fly by my mansion whispering and laughing: "you don't know what these kisses are death?" And if you go by the echoes of the walls. I sleep and dream about the Death in the beautiful black horse of war.

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1. Darkness.

 

The darkness are my kisses quiet at midnight. They fly by my mansion whispering and laughing:

"you don't know what these kisses are Death?"

And if you go by the echoes of the walls.

I sleep and dream about the Death in the beautiful black horse of war.

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