Fairweather. I Dread The Time When Your Mouth Begins To Call Me Hunter. フェアウェザー. 私ドレッドユアマウスミーハンターコールを開始する時間を.
...that there's an ocean that drawn a line, between our bodies and our minds, we look for ghost, and that's what we find. Will we bury who we loved or is
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