متاح الآن! بحث تيليغرام 2025 — أهم رؤى العام 
"Cigarettes after shrek"
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And yet I find
Repeating in my head
If I can't be my own
I'd feel better dead.
We chase misprinted lies
We face the path of time
And yet I fight
And yet I fight
This battle all alone
No one to cry to
No place to call home
When you look at me like that my darling what did you expect?
I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck.
I love her as she is,
Doing her thing;
I would never want to control her fire;
All I need it's to be near it.
