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Taken the disasterfoilled peasant Our hearts blood is pure color Burning of our body fever The art facade of moonlight The small eyes of the bloody curtain The wealthy and healthy of the patient clouded
Burned to Akhtar wheel and in the soil of the plant The mediator of the mercy of Gods mercy Swelling the soil of the storm of Bella The chest of this superhero cloud
