While the suitcase undoing
I remain a guardar Clothes
and
the memory goes to you.
None we can
slipping away
The love that surrounds us
I remain absorbed within the soul.
in your fog go away
I fear not
Stay in My Heart.
Let Jena,
Serpent
to Strike
We have already conquered goal love!
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