Trees feel the season
Without any reason
In their aging prison.
Billion of atoms hear
Something is near:
It's you, my dear!
Root canal work
After eating pork
With a wooden fork.
Without any reason
In their aging prison.
Billion of atoms hear
Something is near:
It's you, my dear!
Root canal work
After eating pork
With a wooden fork.
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