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Tea Master

A glass of titans sound of thunder how many ways Is to show do words run dry like time at a sank fare ware to the bed witch fare ware to the death beats a fare well one shack a lost of a date words over and over who dare stare at once lovely date is it love at first sight or glare hope as love walks far beyond sight fare ware to the bed witch fare ware to the death beats If night and day turn hope at shrine that monks sit beyond what is it the learning curve tunnel of vision show the thoughts of perspective a globe vision learn for more then one reason.

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