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You and I have a map, but it is too early to be lost.
My coffee on the hood, almost cool your tea.
Fly to 220 to dissolve on the slopes.
Such as we are not being treated, and do not go to doctors.

Desperate and grossly violate the correspondence,
Up until half past five.
The depths of the seas ...
We white dolphins and swim so low,
Let's all be easier. And easier.
Cheer ..)

A bottle of Coca-Cola and souls into the night.
The laws of attraction in the road and hands.
Where everyone would be only those who want to be.
Where they know the word courage, fear and despise.

The bending of nerve lips hiding a smile,
Columns - your rhythms, Sinatra or
Choi. We quickly bred, why the rush?
We have a map with you ... You and I ...
there ...
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