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the alley lover we pas* like a child having nightmares that toys were tired tired I'm telling you what in my fantasies I've been so distracted I'm glancing at everything I remember I'm going to visit my eyes to take a pilgrimage so I can complain about that eye I was grateful for him We did not know Our thoughts in his inquiry Did not know that news Everywhere read your poetry I did not know the poem was the word. We promised to go away from my future lyrics. Do not take my imaginary heart? What is your problem with my disgusting person? My heart does not go fast, wait slowly to rest my breath in fresh air I love to fall in love with you God does not feel like nobody like me Like your lips have not broken so much No one like me does not complain from his own self from this distance I do not know if it's different. My heart is full of hearts with their hearts. I do not say that I have flooded myself with a flood. I did not catch it. At the time when everyone was screaming, I'm back in my dependence on my grief. The reason I do not ask is the taste of genuine that you do not mind. Which one should not leave the last of these evil eyes that you have the last? Your eye sw*llowed on me. My heart remembered you. Just shot. I did not accept the cornea attack. What should I do? What would I do if I did not handle your hand?