For when one think of touching a hand is like being touch by a rose that been touch with respect but for who will touch the rose that been with respect for where there a star thus there a angel for who's heart is full of respect for every min that one wish for the touch of respect but yet to touch a hand is to feel the touch of respect.
Thus for one who stand in the night air for one look to the sky but the more one wish or the touch of respect for one feel the touch of the morning sun that touch the blue sky with respect when one wish for one look to the sky and yet for one see the angel of respect and yet to touch a hand is to feel the touch of respect.
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