After all the love of the acquaintances The same thing that came to us We did not know the separations We did not know our ourselves Another Maggie of Sadness
If I said less womans heart less to any pub. Sagar I am distracted I regret it
What did you do with us You separated us from each other Youve made every nor you have I made an error in your error
Sagar where the sailing is The right chicken. We know ourselves for each other Another word of disobedience
