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Fangs
The wandering air blushes
the bare fangs clushes
It is the poison that flushes
thoroughly through the section
I am wishing for the fortune that cease
for that I see the tongs that pierce
they act like a blooming meadow
Nobody believes in you
Nobody wants your destiny
Forever rushes your Cretany
The dopamine flows like a river
where happiness ceases like a fever
the bare fangs clushes
It is the poison that flushes
thoroughly through the section
I am wishing for the fortune that cease
for that I see the tongs that pierce
they act like a blooming meadow
Nobody believes in you
Nobody wants your destiny
Forever rushes your Cretany
The dopamine flows like a river
where happiness ceases like a fever
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