@Rakibbec03
In Secret
Rough tree leaves at noon Losing tenderness- Talk to you soon and keep up the good content behind. When you want what you want immediately. If it doesn't, then save False, in all my hopes If the rules threaten the rules Burnt air on the stingy finger- Then at the root of dry life Do not believe, he is the ashes of life! The gentle pathetic noon of the clouds If you point your finger at the sun- Talk to you soon and keep up the good content in secret. Thanks for reading this 💕
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