Those night behindhand extend till Three
Thoes night prattled Extend till Three
Stunned by the way you say.
Nor moon, nor star, nor Mite
Stopped our night:
but emotion which has no formation.Has to be, I know it’s weird to.
Think of things makes sentiment,
Your story never stopped me from thinking.
Nor love, nor life, nor lust, nor anger, nor sad, nor friend.You have experienced it in my age:But me listening to you crazily Nor experienced or experiencing it in my age.
To the way as dogs day in fare vessel
Extensive to extend in sea, can’t stop pageant.
For more that problem,we gaze nightfell.
Sun wave only to waves not:, draught.
Thus much to eat, Portuges to kadazan.
What to choose, Moment owns not you,
On a spur of deed, pled to abundance.
Douche till hebdomad fare in perdu.
Esse of cloud offers Adam’s ale
Sensation self in bewildered, why not ego.
Bills of Piedmont, seem’s like rail.
Should not be drunken man has go.
Let man cease his thoughts
World will soften toward.
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