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Naila Hina

Romance Fantasy Thriller

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Naila Hina

Romance Fantasy Thriller

Dolls Game!

Dolls Game!

1 min
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There are big leopards,

They are waiting

How do we live,

 we are watching

The mind is sinful,

Like crazy, like water

Everyone is holding their hands

To drink the falling water

In whose hands are the cords,

 And who is the puppet?

In front of the faces,

All the veils are hidden

Everything is lost

Nothings happened,

No one understood the

Steps of time, unheard. 

Raise the moment,  keep the rhythm,

lay the net

The necks are submerged,

The hobby is of no value

They are also hoping for

The paradise in the pub

There are rugs on the doorsteps 

And shades on the lanterns

In whose reception

Are drinkers eyes wide open?

What's his match for me,

Just a doll's game

He's unbeknownst to me,

I'm fighting with a stranger


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