Don't twist me. I hurt you
Slightly locked eyebrows
The pain is a fine round bottom half vomit
Slip on the tip of your tongue
In the twinkling of an eye, I was talking
In the clear light
The secret of Xinquan
dream
Let it go
The net of Gossamer
You are there
Let's die
You're there to let us die
You say?
Don't twist me. I hurt you
Slightly locked eyebrows
The pain is a fine round bottom half vomit
Slip on the tip of your tongue
In the twinkling of an eye, I was talking
In the clear light
The secret of Xinquan
dream
Let it go
The net of Gossamer
You are there
Let's die
You're there to let us die
You say?
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