Without more and without less, it hurts to read the truth in the midst of the lies you observe. Thank you for that little bit of good sense that you always bring me. I embrace your soul. Good song.
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Without more and without less, it hurts to read the truth in the midst of the lies you observe. Thank you for that little bit of good sense that you always bring me. I embrace your soul. Good song.