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The burning belly
The roaming eye
Not my vow, to be something
I'll not leave here my costly dream
Even if I'm in a battle with the devil.
The roaming eye
Not my vow, to be something
I'll not leave here my costly dream
Even if I'm in a battle with the devil.
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MILLION LESSONS
MILLION LESSONS