tacitae per amica silentia lunae: admist the friendly silence of the soundless moonlight
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I am weary, and I a stranger,

Lead me to the land of angels.

Be my eyes in time of darkness,

Be my shield against host of faery,

Be my wings till I find my home.

Taken from Stone Maiden by Susan King

me`* my life`* freedom`* venting machine`* past`*


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