CY@CY Says Welcome to my dreamscape. Where a Lim is also a Ling.
The storm raged outside The wind howled like some banshee Then the lights went out A shrill scream pierced through the night An eerie silence then reigned.
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The storm raged outside The wind howled like some banshee Then the lights went out A shrill scream pierced through the night An eerie silence then reigned.
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