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Dies half its life. Lives the rest. Dances without music. Breathes without breath.
Beautiful girls strut and sexy men 'do their little turn' on this.
It is a sound of empty, speak and it'll talk back plenty. But all the more you yack, you'll get the same words back.
My first is an insect; my second is a border; my whole puts the face in a tuneful disorder.
A man went to a place on thursday on his horse, he came back 3 days later on thursday how is this possible?
Keep doing me to avoid lens dryness