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My Kandora, you wander solemnly.
I linger,
I owe ? what?
A hundred tides!

I¡¯ll wait, I know that
I¡¯m native here.

My Kandora, your blood runs faster.
I linger
I owe ? what?

My Kandora, the finest pellicle,
My loning.
I owe what?
A hundred tides!

I¡¯ll stay , I know that I¡¯m native here.
I linger,
I owe what?

I wonder why.

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Black S
Blue Foundation



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