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If there is a snatch, the wound of the dead body
It was a matter of fact that nothing would have happened in heaven
But there is still a wound of response
No one is injured by the darkness
There is also a wound of sunrise in the chest
If I was a culprit, I would still be happy
It's tired but the skin of a rose in the heart
The same passage passed through the mysteries
All ages were sufficiently a wound...
