The night I remember your fragrance for your aroma and the wall of the world remembers you
everywhere and every breath remembers you, and the garden of violet still remembers you and many back of the night in the night of the night remembers you every corner and every night. Violence still has your aroma and many
Sin of the flowers forgive the moon forgive the world is full of your presence forgive the world. Your presence is not permanent from our hearts and hands among us that you were not in your absence. Everywhere and every breath reminds you, and the garden of violets still has your aroma and enough.
