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135 dangers of the journey to the happy land Talk of energy.   Mayan sub-flower Come to light and feel physically intent to plasm        Even if I don’t share        Instance the mother Talk of energy or stolen from her mother       I didn’t do that for nothing   I speak as a wife to the capsizing   Both are once Perspire like an autumn wind bakes.  Mayan sub-flowers.        Am I allowed to go to the tough section?    That’s tough               Mayan sub-flowers in                    the shade. in my crib 1       Autumn is very         wild though not like   you   You hear autumn is                coming O seasons Are you like the crib? Can I understand what I don’t like?   Loneliness is my crib. The limeland is   not the              honesty I need ...

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