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Comments about Uriah Fernandes
False enchanter high in the scraper
If i had the chance to grab your wand.
To dispel your magic turn it into vapour
set free the future of a mothers bond.
So tall your magic structures
bound fast and solid with youth.
And at home your loved ones await lacklustre
For your kindness you said with no dispute.
O my girl, in my world, nobody hears
O my girl, in my world, there`s nobody here
Sheppards of youth
pied-pipers of me.
We adore you blindly
now set them free.
Dark sage converting youth to gold
sunshine holidays high in the ...