For when the sun raise thus the birds will sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect and for every min that one feel the sun thus where there a warm smile every min a rose shall bloom in full of respect just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the night for what one feel is the touch of respect every min that one wish for respect thus one feel the touch of a star.
Thus when night is night for every star that one see shall sparkle in the night just for one to feel the touch of respect but for one who wish shall feel the light of life for every touch of light of life when the night is fill with respect for every star shall touch twinkle in once eyes yet when night is night thus the angel of respect and yet when night is night thus the angel of respect.
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