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Orange-cut.

Today I see violence and alcohol abuse
Awakening is only Mrinal-Kanta in my Kamal-forest
When I was angry,
My blood's blood-colored
Who is tornado-filled water
Right away
Do not miss the waves of waves in the waves.

Why does not my thorns, if you go to Kamal!
Cannery-bride's curse only today!
What is the passenger-bala?
My ruble-garla?
My water and throat irritation
Do you think the Mom?
Without the flower, the orange and spines will bind the bracelet?

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