hitalot879
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CATEGORY
just different
often my mind takes hold of a dream
looking deeper on its eager means
to sit on a sofa where one can cope of
vibrations
temptations
ex communication
sealed my fate it
the briars that are torn
some curse the day they were actually born
exercise your right
like a thief in the night
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