Her beauty is marvelous- splendid to the sight.
A distinctive delight to all the joys of my heart.
What is her name and what is her mother’s name that I may give thanks and honor to the one who begot her.
K.Oni
We live and we die and we are forgotten. Life is a constantly growing rose That never kisses the sky. Our goodbyes is soon forgotten And d...
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