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| Wuahauhua,io sono imbranatissima con gli strumenti.  Il flauto alle medie è stata una pessima esperienza. I'm a soldier - wounded so I must give up the fight. There's nothing more for me - lead me away... Or leave me lying here. Then from on hight - somewhere in the distance there's a voice that calls: remember who you are. If you lose yourself - your courage soon will follow.
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