When one look to the blue sky for one feel the light of respect and yet every touch of sparkle shall fill once heart with the touch of respect but for what one see is the eyes that sparkle is the angel of respect with a warm smile that is like the morning sun that touch the blue sky and yet the eyes that sparkle is the angel of respect.
For every touch of respect is like the touch of a rose that bloom in full with the touch of respect thus when the sun raise for one will see a rose in full bloom that been touch with respect Just to feel the touch of the angel respect and yet the eyes that sparkle is the angel of respect.
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