sensory
it was annoying to have followed
analyzed
hunted
and other black verses to join the light
yours
I was talking to myself
tired
and I do not change anything yet
and it seems like the verse of the sun
he no longer wanted to come
here
where it was known that it usually comes
why follow me boy
you with your friends who do not do me good
never
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