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the wind blows through my hair the sun hasnt risen above this
the wind blows through my hair the sun hasnt risen above this field yet the eye of the moon stares at my face the fear left me long ago the army is s...

The smoke rainy night remote weaves the gauze to transfer
The smoke rainy night remote weaves the gauze to transfer spatially by the blood The quiet alone entire world orphaned sound sobs is with flowing tear...