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All fair and calm..
The moment of night rise.
When all the world settled in...
Your able to breathe again.
A soul needs the tranquil night air..
To exist..
To function in the realm called earth..
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All fair and calm..
The moment of night rise.
When all the world settled in...
Your able to breathe again.
A soul needs the tranquil night air..
To exist..
To function in the realm called earth..
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen4U.Com