| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 50% | It's smoke with my pencil, you might know Just write it like a damn, nothing to await | ▶️ |
| 49% | I have added two, I have the saving, that depends which side it is to end in me, and hear my heart, so filled with loving, crying out in stone, the wonder that you are, and I tell myself, I keep repeating, that's your ways of bringing you to me, and I tell myself, though nothing changes, that's your ways of bringing you to me, and I tell myself, through a series of language, that's your ways of bringing you to me. That's all I will find, my true salvation, that's your ways of bringing you to me. | ▶️ |
| 49% | We found a hidden Maybe a retina If that is all In the background We will bedsing Fortunately, bread party Gonna be my thrive No more Nothing Something Sounds strange Hey everybody Today it's really hard to Take a look | ▶️ |
