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I am standing on my leg issue
I would rely on
Maung had any desire.
Up with juice drink
The short of the tent would stay the same
I was not even mad.
but Maung
With small steps
Came a large skyscraper
I was able to reach my heart.
This paper is no water
We live with the stars from heaven.
Large world is not as bright
From our fresh air and breathe.
Neon lights can do without some of our love and light.
How can I tell if my words no longer the heart
I am not convinced.
I will ensure that the road is not so
It's going to leave the same stories.
We had about past and done with, "Once upon"
How well do you look back, you will not find stories trust.
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