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That's alright, God above knew what sins and deeds, I've done to become free, For those to lead, For those who are deceased. I had created many arts to scream what I believe so finally you are now dead to my stolen heart.
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May 5
May 5, 2026 at 6:45 AM UTC
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That's alright, God above knew what sins and deeds, I've done to become free, For those to lead, For those who are deceased. I had created many arts to scream what I believe so finally you are now dead to my stolen heart.
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15/F/Australia
May 5
May 5, 2026 at 6:45 AM UTC
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