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Something hurts and in truth I’m sitting here writing garbage, pain, facts and other things, but it doesn’t matter and it’s not about the facts and in the truth, you believe in the best, the zebra turns out either good or bad through a million answers and questions.

You come to the ass and it’s better to buy a vases for fifty dollars, but at least something without violating the prohibitions of the laws, you drive quietly, it seems like it’s supposed to be just something gets in the way among the answers, I ask a question, I hear a sweet lie in the car.

For me, it’s better to hurt, but the truth is, burning a match doesn’t hurt, and in truth, it’s just not much warmer, it’s not even hot inside the flames, it hurts, and you’re densely surrounded by music in search of the truth.

Question answer.

What will be yes or no.

If so, then a little later or further away, and I really think it’s necessary.

Something like this: ask a question, accept the answer, spoil the facts, show me the light in the truth, and turn up the volume, I can’t hear the truth, although I write fresh lines in tact.

Question answer.

What will be yes or no.

If so, then a little later or further away, and I really think it’s necessary.