For where there a rose that bloom thus once heart feel like a rose that been touch with respect but yet every touch of respect is what one wish to feel is the touch of respect every min that wish to feel the touch of respect and yet just to feel the sun thus it feel like a warm smile thus the touch a rose is like being touch with respect.
When the sunshine thus the night will twinkle in the night sky with respect but where there a angel of respect for every rose that one see will bloom with the touch of respect but yet just to feel the warm smile is like standing in the sun shine when one wish the stronger respect get but to touch a rose is like being touch with respect.
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