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The first one. family.
familiar,strange memories of the past,longing for a long placeFiring,boiling,Melting Burning boiling and melting filled with unselfish love forever forever。
The second song. condom
safe ,uncomfortable
moving, burning, shootingnot high,no children
lover’s
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Enya's songs, such as Only Time, and a song God is a girl
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life
--by allan houst
life can be good,life can be bad,life is mostly cheerful,but sometimes sad.
life can be dreams,life can be great thoughts;
life can mean a person,sitting in court.
life can be dirty,life can even be painful;
but life is what you make it,so try to make it beautiful.
Living. Langston Hughes.
Life can be happy, life can be unpleasant, life is often exhilarating, but sometimes it is bleak.
Life may be dreamy, life may be ideal, life may be ordinary;
Life can be ugly and even painful;
However, life is your own creation, and you have to work hard to make her gorgeous and colorful.
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family
Family. familiar,strange
Memories of the past, longing for a different place.
firing, boiling, melting, boiling, melting.
filled
withunselfish
Full of selfless love.
forever
Forever. face
Face. false,real
Hidden, revealed.
Faking, cheating, laughing, hypocritically, cheating, smiling.
fullof
selfish
Will is full of selfish desires.
filthy
Ugly face.
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