My last hope.
In a world of death and chaos, you are a sunbeam.
In a war against the senses, you are serene.
In another midnight of madness, you are our last hope.
In a land without true love, you stand with the many, as one.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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Aa Harvey (
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