Human unconscious floating body is your sense who fills me, salvndome on your guard in the shadows of your being. I've hurt the chest with a turning gray. With your sword NIO innocent. With your eyes fixed desolate. Dropped many pieces, bits of dreams and blessed yellow red hair is me an you exist. Your innocence baffles me. With so much chaos around you're still holding me, through green, yellow and blue disappeared, including weapons and shrapnel unexpected contagious. It was your war,...
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