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Dec 2014
there are flames beneath the cave
i crave for something different
say something I've heard before
sound of love in music

i believe we are the magic they talked about
a rumor below the kitchen of another town
whoever cooks gets the quest of a better day
i suppose we play the spicy glides

give me the sign
sainche micano
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sainche micano  alone
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