A croaker on the tablue.
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He want to be a ministry.
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Am I attached, now?
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When I'm changed into water.
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Do not call me a cheap name.
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He needs some green.
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Hometown seems like a mess.
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My face is appeal to hatred.
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We talk about bravery on the rooftop.
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Am I under illusion now?
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It is time for dilemma.
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I will die by 33.
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Because my friends have power that presses me.
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Time can solve nothing.
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It seems like cicada live in my ears.
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Wu- Wu- another trust is back in the custom move my memory.
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Just my memory.
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Just another shadow is going out.
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Just another green is going out
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CICADA
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| Rainy Sun |
