A life, my love, our own world
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who fill the cups with your existing
O s I have in my heart, and those who are not those who always
D emoledora weapon without reason to think that there's no heart
O brave the sea, road crossings that are here, where no one
S e are all the same are being
A case are not, maybe yes, we are here only
O ur feeling here is vibrating out Y ou
yes or maybe not, but everyone, everyone, all other
W orld as ours that is otherwise being so never be
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