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Finally l have come to my beautiful death, kill me sleeping or awake, kill me laughing or crying, kill me clothed or naked, kill me now, the night is boring and long, kill me unconditionally, there is no difference when the game begins, my lady, between the one who kills or between the slain...... What do I say after this beautiful poetry every time I read his love poems I wish I was his girlfriend one day and he wrote me his beautiful poems that would be more beautiful than gifts of diamonds and pearls💖💖💖💖

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