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Beacons blaze, their fires bright; thunder rolls through endless night. A lone flag waves, a soul's fierce cry…

Beacons blaze, their fires bright; thunder rolls through endless night. A lone flag waves, a soul's fierce cry, turns to a storm that lights the sky.

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Beacons blaze, their fires bright; thunder rolls through endless night. A lone flag waves,… | Where Winds Meet Database