Tired Pony. The Place We Ran From. Point Me At Lost Lands. متعب المهر. مكان ونحن من ران. أشر لي في الأراضي المفقودة.
...run 'til we lose our breath. Point me at lost islands. Point me at the sea. I've love to know the sound of nothing else but you. For the life of me,
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