Stanza Hurts (Jasmine in Agusut)
A light, slightest demand.
A love will howl.
A tucked up sleep, of her majesty the kind.
A Righteous Will will count.
If you’ll, i’ll.
A torque of machines of her loving grace
This Stanza Hurts
This plane wreck, i’ll stand.
The hell is others, a french template
I’ll assist this hymn in a light, slightest a return.
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