Fireworks. We Are Everywhere. You Weren't Born With A Bag Of Sand In Your Hands. Uguņošana. Mēs esam visur. Jums nav dzimuši ar maisu Smilšu In Your Hands.
...midwest. And it's your name that left you last in line. Too quick to forget when you tell a lie. And you're ashamed clenched teeth, and fingers crossed That you
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