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It is an honour not to have honour
It is an honour not to have honour ( or fix it)
To wait. For a day to come when it will miraculously be solved. To wait. Just waiting for, no items around to play with with my hands. Your breathing rhythm from the nearby room. My unable salty rhyme no moving healing knew.
El niño gusano song.
Find the two beheaded spoons
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