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Tore out your life
Find the itsy bitsy, one that they called loopy life

Can you?

No can do..

She can only imagining Nai Harn
Sun that strikes her pores
Oily skin that dripping white cream
Beer that delighting the commemoration

Nai Harn..
I’m imagining taking you there, Love.

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