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Whisper
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Time goes by insensitively
Only, seeing off vacantly
After the school, I sleep half a day like dead for myself
It may be hopeless...
All around overrun creation in my heart
Mess with drugs − to such idea
Did I forget purity against them?
Must be devil whispers
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