Shadow of smokey lands

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I wake up in a land,

a shadow land to be exact,

All there is, 

is the smokey shadows that haunt the land,

is the smokey shadows that haunt the land,

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but with my catlist eyes can see clearly,

this land is my home,

the ruins of my home, 

home,

yes, this smokey shadow land is my home,

I love it so thoug,

I am not alone,

 for the one that makes these shadows is 

the shadow boy and his wolves,

who draped a thick black curtain of shadows

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who draped a thick black curtain of shadows

and darkness over my land, my home land.


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