RogueMember Since 24 Aug 2015
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Wolves asleep amidst the trees
bats all aswayin' in the breeze
but one soul lies anxious, wide awake
fearin' no manner of ghouls, hags and wraiths.
For your dolly polly, sleep has flown
don't dare let her tremble alone.
For the Witcher heartless cold, paid in coin of gold
he comes, he'll go, leving naught behind
but heartache and woe
Deep deep woe.
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