Health
That got eaten by
The body insets of
Number nineteenth six.
Source is
Cutting off the sense from touch.
One more step closer to death.
You asked me,
Is that a matter of betraying?
I don't know.
Is that a sin for loving each other?
I really don't know, baby.
All I know is
That we love each other by risking our life.
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