Cross my crucifixion, my friend You thought my friend my soul, if I did not, my cage was silent. Now I go back to say that when it was a sin it was like seeing or hearing the meaning of singing. Saying If I was on the Veyron Cross, I My Breath My Breath My Cage did not be silent until I would not be shouting in the nights of silence The bottom of the forest of waking up from the sunset until the morning Someone who threw my night like a shadow I have a simple question.
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