The Earth Is Dying

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There is an ill feelIng Hiding in my Stomach Every Day Eating awaY At the inner lining of my beIng bRight aNd earlyTogether we’ll be Gone
There is an ill feelIng Hiding in my Stomach Every Day Eating awaY At the inner lining of my beIng bRight aNd earlyTogether we’ll be Gone
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