Salute to leave the seized
I asked around the world to reverse the past
Anyway, would place the first full week back
The same number believed they arrive.
I read on village
I wrote a poem.
Previously, wearing warm clothes
In the past, however, do not warm anymore.
My people never have been tolerated. (I said)
And after breaking met me now
My hand I have never seen anything.
The coffee is not bitter about life anymore
If I'm considering
I still eat a candy bitter.
I hope
Hiding in wait near the door.
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