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Miserable

Our heart looks to the light My ship-wrecked road is shabby. Our promise is not the big lovers, My layout, my tune, my misery. Resistance every time I walk I imagined the giant, Desperate, confused, how to walk My scales, my weighing, my time is miserable. Laughs Replicates, more scolding tricks, The sadness of the cradle sees the bales, Half, I'm missing, it's all wretched. Maya has kept the enslaved enslaved captive, We're out of direct credit Prophetic prophecy My hall, my square, my place is miserable. We've got a blackout The figure from our floor is cut, Our record is printed on the seal My history, my star, his name is miserable.

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