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Swords Ovillejo

Such obstreperous obliqueness filling a guess. Blissful in my obliviscence, warm in silence. Opulent eyes obfuscate words, I feel swords. All those obsequious rewards, they mean absolutely nothing. You’re unequivocally bluffing. Filling a guess warm in silence I feel swords.

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