Never give up! I just counting my own hair.
This is one, two, three and four, and more.
And more. And more.
I just can't listen the hair singing. While the sounds changing like a bowling pool at all. This aim. The more four.
Never smile in! We just already going on the morning and bleeding the part of aim.
We just a blood and part of our. The more of four.
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