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(ALMAZAMY)
áÌÍÁÚÁÍÉ ÎÁ ÁÎÇÌÉÊÓËÏÍ
(ALMAZAMY)
Author:
Talon Karrde
The wind hugs behind, raises skirts
Expose dances
Hate evening, if body
Was covered by stars
Almazamy as by eyes will shine together
Dust, winter, pilots.
We can't take cut with the brake not flying the turns.
On secret orbits, where we aren't beaten yet,
Lack of welding,
We leave together and check pulses,
Rings will hide in the safe.
Almazamy as by eyes will shine together
Dust, winter, pilots.
We can't take, cut with the brake not flying the turns.
