For when the morning sun raise thus every rose that one see shall bloom in full with the touch of respect just to see the sun is like seeing the angel for who's eyes is like the diamond in the night but for every touch of respect shall fill the morning air with respect but the house of the angel is the house of respect.
Where there a heart thus there a star that twinkle in the night sky to feel the touch of respect is like feeling the touch of a rose that been fill with respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect yet the house of the angel is the house of respect.
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