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Flesh is getting thin, thick bones. No receptacle, given in my both hands. Looking by myself at the wonderful moon like this, I go to sleep. A solitary way has been getting dark.
Flesh is getting thin, thick bones.
No receptacle, given in my both hands.
Looking by myself at the wonderful moon like this, I go to sleep.
A solitary way has been getting dark.
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