a master piece of tears conquer every hearts to speak and the lingering fingers wish to turn the dust to be a stone to remember....your lines kept our thought., to wait the rain to blows to freedom. God bless
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a master piece of tears conquer every hearts to speak and the lingering fingers wish to turn the dust to be a stone to remember....your lines kept our thought., to wait the rain to blows to freedom. God bless