Ok its school time' as i keep walking i find a dime...
Illness consumes the other; the smell of the air unsterile. Within the stomach; the disease churns. Unable to...
this is for you this is for the one i love my sun my moon...
the bleeding tree is finally free done with tears no more fears...
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