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Won't you please join me for stroll on this crisp moonlit night?  Just through the gate and down the path, enter my realm won't you?  It is a land of shadows and things whispered, where by day you await in quiet desperation, but by night your soul soars the heavens... A place to be who you truly are, where the masquerade falls silent and the beauty within you finally peers from the dark.
WHO AM I?
THE VAULT
SHARP TONGUE'S LAIR
AMERICAN GOTH WEBRING
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