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Second Period Thread – Hawks at Canucks

In the darkness where the angels cry, give us water, give us back our eyes.  Our bed’s this concrete floor, and it’s all we have left to live for. A day we’ll never face ,we’re only second-handed, sick, and lonely. Fighting back the tears and every urge to Van Gogh both our ears.

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