When it's night for every min one look to the sky for one will see a star that twinkle in the sky but for one who feel the night breeze that whisper in the air for every rose will bloom in full with the touch of respect but just to feel the breeze for it's the angel that whisper respect in the air for it's there form one to feel the respect and yet for every moon thus there a star of respect.
The more one who wish for the touch of respect will feel the touch of the star that one see with a twinkle but for every touch of respect the more one will see a rose for every rose is the rose of the angel that touch a heart with respect some where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect but just to feel the touch is like being touch by the light of life for the light of life is the light of respect and yet for every moon thus for there a star of respect.
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