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All the things that exists Are somehow a seed Of all the things that will be As all love can turn to hate And a bad day can turn great All are seeds Just treat them right
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Mar 25, 2021
Mar 25, 2021 at 11:00 PM UTC
Seeds
All the things that exists Are somehow a seed Of all the things that will be As all love can turn to hate And a bad day can turn great All are seeds Just treat them right
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19/M/Brasil escreve com S
Mar 25, 2021
Mar 25, 2021 at 11:00 PM UTC
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