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Syllable Perishable
01:53
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Life is just a voyage in the edge of sword.
Death, only death, forever, timeless.
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Proposition Distrait
01:59
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With no decreasing any sense of regarding.
To the rice mouthful and to the land I took place.
Whom to relying?
Whom to believing?
Confusion coming - confusion get in approach
Crumble to annihilated
Now or the future
Trap the proximate
Died by tight-lipped.
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