Octavia la noche

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The moon lets me perceive
Contours of salt
The night begins to distill
Its natural spirit
Rumor of a warm night
Bodies boiling
Voices roar clandestine
Fire...
The night burns on my skin
The night burns (2)
The night burns on my skin
The night burns (2)< br/>The night burns on my skin
The night burns (2)
The night burns on my skin
Its sap begins to circulate
Its sap is lethal
Then you will need to try it again
Rumor of a warm night
Bodies boiling
Clandestine voices roar
Fever... my skin
The night burns (2)
The night burns on my skin
The night burns (2)
The night burns on my skin
The night burns ( 2)
The night burns on my skin

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