
Then They will be able to trust the guardians.
Like birds.
And the sky was full of fear.
The wind will blow.
They will repeat all the letters in them.
Love is the city.
Sitting in the park for the first time.
Then the two of them,,
Those who want to sit down.
And then they will see the drops of rain dancing, which were
among the hundreds of our seekers.
When they meet,
Coffee, coffee, coffee,
I will take your place in the vault.
Because the eyes are closed, the eyes are closed.
Then they will pray with joy.
Free the pigeons.
Then they will have peace and security.
Sometimes we will meet.
They will look at each other as "drunk."
Then they will ask you.
Listen to the love of the world.
Then whether it's your sweetness or your sweetness.
They will think
And when they do, They say it again.
When they meet,


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