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[Biby]

Only the roses bloom in spring, but your it blooms my soul, every day of my sad loneliness, dream caresses your pale face, and word of love whispers to your ear, but I know that when the day comes, my face they were caressing first beams of the Sun, and only it will be a beautiful illusion that my soul felt in a dream of love................

Lobogris..

Lovely....


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