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Aug 27
The beautiful solitary is my way of thinking,
Soaked up in its warmth.

The loneliest lane,,
Over the silent alley garden Is my best moment of back and from the childhood.
One can call out a unique minute.

Theres a face as a beauty and inside a full moon of yours,
there's only one love inside my heart
sweep of the feet.
Written by
Leila adel  38/F
(38/F)   
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