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goodbye.
Forget.
And not obessud.
A letter burn ...
How bridge.
Let there be courage your way
And he shall direct
and just.
Let there be in the mist
For you to burn
Stellar tinsel,
Let there be hope of a palm warming
Do your fire.
Let there be a snowstorm,
snow, rains,
And the crazy roaring fire ...
Let there be good luck ahead of you
More,than me.
That will be possible and beautiful
The battle,
Rattling in your chest.
I'm happy for those,
Someone with you,
May be,
by the way.

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