Fate Thirteen. Things Will Never Be The Way They Were Before. Preminition Of Our Final Burden. Soarta Treisprezece. Lucrurile nu va fi niciodată aşa cum erau înainte. Preminition a sarcinilor noastre definitivă.
...in a single note That rolls off the tip of my tongue Commence the death of my desire Tomorrow fades into midnight skies A finch brings our final burden
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