Thus every min that the sun raise for one will feel a warm smile that touch every rose that one see but just to feel the sun is like being touch of the light of life yet light is like a rose that bloom in the night yet every rose is the rose of the angel for who's heart is fill with the touch of respect and yet for every touch of once heart for there happiness but just to look to the sky for every star that one see shall shine in the night and yet for every night one feel the night breeze.
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