I know that the roses will never bloom again,
I know that I will sit at an event where I will see you,
I will wave my hand at the memory book,
I know that I will never feel your warmth again,
I know that somewhere you will be there,
and comfort my heart with the words
Manua ♥️
Sighs of loneliness, heavy tears in the smoke... I'm worried about the love of a sad tear... Give me a complaint to make up your mind in life... If you were here, it would be easy for me darling... In a dark bear teary thought.. The heart is relaxed for the beautiful girl.. My unspeakable moon is in my light.. If you were here, I would love you my love...

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