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> 八十一子 wrote: >41ΪʲôѲ > > >My love, my life, you ask why I'm so hard. >Go ask your eyebrows, ask your wild hair. >Your tight lips will tell why my heart feels no peace. >Your magical eyes will explain my disease. > >ҵİҵΪʲôѲ...
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