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SUNDRECHED (BENEATH THE SKIES WE SOUGHT) by ARCANE SUN
A season died, no tears were shed, my eyes turned gold, there was fire in the sky. We were sundrenched. My world turned green and breathed as a new-born, my eyes turned gold there was fire in the sky. We were sundreched.
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SUNDRECHED(BENEATHTHESKIESWESOUGHT) by ARCANESUN
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