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Faye
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Fire Dancer
You are the girl of the glass You look at the beat of the beat You use the silent rotation of the monologue You quietly listen to the transparent feeling All black and white condensate into a crisp bends
in the bright body of the hot soul Waiting for the impedance of the curse is not easy to say the words of the words like a crack-like injury but so easy to see through
you so clear so so cold
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