An arm over a shoulder
His opposite feels stress
Why doesn't the pain ease...?
I can control this tool, there is no ink
Mind rotating like mother earth, Plenty space
About to depart from the blue glazed horse
Don't go too fast
The demons will catch me to a castle we
We shall feast
Most of his face has shown me the way
They haven't changed yet, what is there to do?
My brain is blown into millions of pieces
Again, boredom has gotten me
My head lay rested on the table, what to say...
This season is free, the world is worse
But I am gone with the last word
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