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May it be a beautiful day; the day your mother dies. May it be a beautiful day; the day your mother dies.
I think of you; I think of why I think of you I think of you; I think of why I think of you
Then he would burst into cries, weeping like a child. Then he would burst into cries, weeping like a child.
This city is decaying. This city is decaying.
My name is Fursāt, and that’s what I will take from your life. My name is Fursāt, and that’s what I will take from your life.
When you run out of excuses to give yourself you will find me. When you run out of excuses to give yourself you will find me.
She knows that if her brothel was a suffocating jail then the world outside was nothing more than a ... She knows that if her brothel was a suffocating jail then the world outside was ...
“I don’t have a home to go back to, I don’t know where I want to go. Perhaps; I just like going.” “I don’t have a home to go back to, I don’t know where I want to go. Perhaps; ...