Our minds united are too
Our minds united are too much.
We may get in trouble.
For getting our own beings.
My. Other love songs you.
So she loves me one more time same as you.
since you came tonight to my crib and you met your family.
We are a tree with fruits, leave it there.
Don't cut it down please we are what we are,
but sometimes only sometimes, maybe one time in a lifetime.
Please me write this story.
Then we go and get the fruits.
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