O my beloved, where are you now, I am so tired of drawing you to the land of people, how much I love you so that my sleep is not restful always imagined your face is glowing.
the lover I love
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2018-12-08 19:59
O my beloved, where are you now, I am so tired of drawing you to the land of people, how much I love you so that my sleep is not restful always imagined your face is glowing.