Ты в наших руках
Куда-б ты ни шел
attempting by tentackles
Sorty Aidaxo
She told me she was afraid
She believed that she'd got
your body
except your mind - unds small money
In front of deserts of Aidaxo
- She's got " a juck "
Salty sand into her throat
Got a big juck
- Whom do u still love but not me - she did cry
- Dont know pls forgives it me darling
NW-off Melburnъ
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