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THROES
When I Heard His Last Roar In The Wood
When You Call Me By Your Name
A Sin Shrouded In A 2 Yard Skin
Nearer To Thee …
To Break Free From The Prison Of Past
When Evening Whispers In Lost Lanes
Two Princely Brides And A Royal War
The Sting Of Spring In The Throes Of Fall
When Petals Pierce Deeper Than Thorns
When I Lay Truth Bare Like A Prostitute
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