for me is a myth, a myth disgusting I can not discard cut
or without blood,
..... y. ..... not stop mourn
that my lips are not meat
not leave me here ....... and ...
not forget me and K-RCOM
my c-regrowth, leads
to-2-t dream
Hund-me in your fire
nail me your d-museums
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