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| An echo from the past
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| a memory which should have been forgotten
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| a Dark Phantom
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| When the twighlight sky reaches it's peak the true spirit is revealed. Will yours be white and pure like snow, or will it be chared like the ashes from a fire? Only the dust from the stars know the truth.
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| Once every year there is a time where a soul can be released from purgatory...
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...but the fools will try to keep it going although it is no longer what it once use to be.
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| An echo cannot last forever...
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...when will yours be released?
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About
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| Not much to say really. If I want to know something I'll ask, if you want to know something, just ask. If I don't want to answer your question respect my privacy, I'll do the same for you. The only other thing you need to know about me is that I don't take crap, but if you dish it out don't go crying if you can't take it back.
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