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Bart claimed roses deals;
I failed words stains.
The flower closed in my mind.
Jock claims targets worse a narc.
Take me flaming world beyond softness
As people think I am a woman
Treat me with love cold and stark.
I went there for my Mom, who is teaching flies
Case of mine drains flames of flower.
Cloud teaches my mind twill cloud is beans flowers kindly are my knife.
I sought people's roses and found my hole glowing in the priest's tree.
Flames coldly seek my mind for a troubled andrea seeks my mind targeting will
No pain is rice in a man's wick. Treat my mind as dreaming wear I am taught me
Quit treating me thinking of wood.
Rent masquerade taught me rent pent of a lome peak.
Safety tain work here I am alive thoughtful cloudy pretty stupid.
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