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Tuesday, December 6, 2016

To Feel The Sun Is Like Being Touch With Respect. Comments

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Thus for one who see the sun for one see a rose that been touch with respect but for every bird that one see is the bird of the angel of respect some where there a heart that wish for the touch of respect but to feel the hand of the angel for once eyes shall sparkle in the sky just to be touch with respect for a heart beat the sweet song of respect yet just to feel the sun is like being touch with respect.


For when the moon is out thus one will feel the light of life that mean a lot for one who wish for the touch of respect but when one look to the sky thus one see the eyes that sparkle in the sky with respect every moment that a heart wish for respect the more the angel heart will fill a heart with respect day by day for a bird will touch the sky but when one see a rose for it been touch with respect thus to feel the sun is like being touch with respect.
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