Stay well
***
I understand when the river birds wake up
Is the day beautiful
Look at how many people
How sad Roy.
The cows on that hill, who had a glimpse of happiness,
Went to see
If a little sorrow is forgotten.
There is no escape
The country drowning in rivers,
Everyone was floored
No more life
Rush,
Strange words
Is it good to hear
Happiness is with sorrow
We are all
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