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not untied her, but instead
tear off the wings of a butterfly
who said that it would be dead?
Do not ask... just try ...

but I come up with excuses
with success, (I'll post the perfection)
but I'm going padded courses
without changing its direction

so that
just try
let fat
but fly.
try...

final violence on themselves,
(Of course you want less)
gives you a rare release
and you radiator of peace

but I come up with excuses
with success, (I'll post the perfection)
but I'm going padded courses
without changing its direction

If you hit
You hunger hurts
Bran their feet
and pluck their hearts

not untied her, but instead
tear off the wings of a butterfly
who said that it would be dead?
Do not ask... just try ...

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