The eyelets are indebted to light up his sense
Who banned
Forgive me if I scrunched our glances
was for a good cause animal
For crumble a bit of themselves in the wind encounters
lets go and eat in the mouths of others
Yes, I violate my metabolism steam
My escapades cardiovascular
as I move through the dark resurrections
I discovered the language of slavery
That I beat a retreat that I cut like a fruit
bleeding in Sicily his body citrus
And I invite you to honor our blood everywhere
Because my love is a master of his apologies.
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