She stops and stands there
Looks like that at nothing, says Paran
Looks similar, Paraguaia
Lightning rod on a sunny day for me
Put my parable
Little princess parablica
Sin lives next door and paradise
It hangs in the air
Sins in paradise
If the TV is off the air
When they pass
The best moments of your life
Through the window, someone will be watching you
Completely paranoid
Lock my parabolic
Little parabolic princess
Parallels that intersect
In Belm from Par
Far, far, far
Over here
Paradox, nothing separates us
I stop and stand here
I look into the distance
The distance not separable

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