I do not know
No
I don't know how long it will take
To address the sky which is awake
For my hand is slow to bake
What about to write,will it make?
I keep it a secret but until when
When i got you its by then
My heart bore happiness after been barren
From kibra its now developing in caren
I don't know how costly it was
But from hard nuts of class
To fit expensive clads
And smooth ways
Watch out that white dove
It has hard easy sum to solve
And it got someone to move
Its wings always above
Ekanshađź‘‘đź–¤
31-Dec-2021 08:37 PM
Awesome
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