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storm is coming our way it's anger is an unbearable game strike everything that block its way every words, lakes dry every moves, birds can't fly raindropa into my eyes help me, for this pain will take my life away
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Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 2:41 AM UTC
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storm is coming our way it's anger is an unbearable game strike everything that block its way every words, lakes dry every moves, birds can't fly raindropa into my eyes help me, for this pain will take my life away
Killan
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Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 2:41 AM UTC
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