When one feel the warm sun shine is lie being touch by a rose thus every star that one see is the family of the angel of respect just to feel the breeze is like touch the blue sky and yet for every min that one wish the more the angel will fill once heart but yet the falling star is the star of respect.
For where there happiness thus one shall feel the touch of respect for every touch of respect there a warm smile that will shine like the morning sun that kiss the blue sky when one see a falling star for there a sparkle in once eyes just to see one smile is like being on a moon light walk yet the falling star is the star of respect.
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