Behind the Mist

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Oh, that ferocious scent of human betrayal makes it insanely impossible for some people to move on… I bleed for you, my friend. It has been years. The pain you endured I know shall transcend time… If only I can, I would run to you… If only I could hold you tight, you know I won’t let go… I may never be there, I may not give you hope. But one thing you can always count on, I’ll be your streak of light that shines after dawn.

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