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Put

The smile you put on your brain

Dew falls on my body

I STILL MISS YOUR ADORABLE LOOK ON YOUR FACE AND STILL KEEP IT IN MY HEART

Put on the sewing machine

I can't reach the shore yet, I still remember Oun Srey

Demons in my skull

I miss the sound, I leave the traces behind

Looking down at the wet ground, it moves me so emotionally.

That image is still emotional and unfortunately

RED CREAM ON LIPSTICK

THE EVILS DEMON IS INSIDE OUT

Chest pain for months

She wants me to put a match soon

I said you put worms in the meat just want to go

Favorite Don’t act like This!

Apply a soft stick to the dew on the leaves and grass until the stick is completely wet, then squeeze the juice into a glass and offer it to the ascetic.