| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - o your very bestHey, hey, I am a Jack On Firehey, hey, your lips kiss Jack on FireWay back in the Indian daysnothing could drive the heat awaydrive the search and murder of lost enemiesdrive deep into what is never seenAnd like Jack, there is a heat to the fightlike a moth detects a heat to the lightand like Jack, I will covet everything that is youbecause, the heat in you will temporarily doHey, h
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