When the sun raise for the birds will touch the blue sky with a song for the touch of respect for every rose that one see is the rose of respect but when one feel the sun for one wish for the touch of respect just to feel the sun is like feeling the touch of respect but where there a rose thus there angel with the touch of respect.
Every min that the sun shine for one will see the eyes of the angel for who wait to fill a heart with respect just to feel the night breeze that whisper the more the breeze whisper the more the bird shall sing for a heart that wish for the touch of respect some where a angel wait for a heart just to fill once heart and yet where there a rose thus there angel with the touch of respect.
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