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Point of the first lyre. the voice breaks the bone cracks the voice breaks the bone cracks the voice breaks, the bone cracks the voice breaks and a bone breaks a bone breaks -And now, the other hand.” said Cupid And in Her the first lyre, Isn't there enough beauty in the world? They are not turtle shells, our heavy armor? Against time and the deterioration of the voice and bones, in awe.
Pro Tebe.
Drums credit to Devin James