LOVE CUT BREAD
Hidden emissions
Insoluble deep rescue
Sinaran in the corner of longing
Your lips
Closed script
A smile mourned
Drizzle cloud mist
Your laughter
Noisy cheats
Tameng disguise face
The opponent rumbles the storm
Self
Wind motion
Semai insult time
Leave behind the scent
Flavors
A pulse injection
Taste her sweet pain
I think this is a living romance
Lover
A piece of bread
Half of the flies recalled
Like the passing of a third night
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