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I dream about a long day, An orange sun, A way home. Good manners, never, evil heart. My home. The people, that fight and never give up. Try to be the best versions of themselves. Live for a better heart. The good, without a bad.
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Mar 1
Mar 1, 2026 at 9:55 PM UTC
A way
I dream about a long day, An orange sun, A way home. Good manners, never, evil heart. My home. The people, that fight and never give up. Try to be the best versions of themselves. Live for a better heart. The good, without a bad.
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Mar 1, 2026 at 9:55 PM UTC
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