Zacraccraicraimna todlolefito teainchitos
Para sen dios may ve
Todo locaney for what was left after me
When happiness was no longer in my fore-frontal view.
I assumed toichitos y vitos y sonmos for the end
Of another era, where I bit the dust ycantien
Sumichto and I digress
It has no been easy and wish for a path
That was not mine Often;
However, the transparency is this:
No one else could do it this way / Zalafitin come easten.
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