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Why is the fear in his heart today?
Give me the peak of pain
Behind the bumblebee.
There is no peace at dusk
The chest is sinking, Lore,
The scorched sky howls
The sinner of pain revolves.
Burning as much as his desire
At the end of the day,
Saheche and Hen more than a hundred blows
Laughing softly in the light.
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