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This love is certainly
Wind of enough was me to
Broke one doomsday
Open the door ı came
Wore ı fire from shirt
Bird milk with ı will feed you,
Flower place of to ı will smell you,
My heart of sarays your,
You make cry,ı will love you.
Hand on hold ı will you, My knee at ı will make sleep you
My heart of sarays your
I you live will ı you
Keep my arm from pull take me
Hüüüp say into pull me
Alone stone from wall won't be
This write one place to;
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World my eye at not
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