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BLIGHT by MORGION
Within all shapes known; deep in the myriad wood, under a canopy of stars, rooted in Mother Earth. Be it not for ryhme or reason, for reason may not be important. We share not a place for man, we are all time and then some...
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BLIGHT by MORGION
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