I returned back to my innate,
Scrutinizing the traces
I might a company,
Who I love,
And who I found in high quality of the, scent,
And who,
**
*
When my sights escaped,
people had a hard time accord,
time puts on a cloth of hardships,
***
I might a company,
Who I love,
who I rendered my self for,
made (of who) my heart,
That without it bites and hardness,
Non-for life has a use,
sorrow and pains,
*
Who?
I climbed the stares of the passion,
did not get, bored,
did not feel disappointed,
But,
It’s and obeyed command
fr that master,
***
I climbed enjoying the tasting of every step,
What a pour praising Patel
From the redolent of souls
Burns, and flows,
**
I will not say of the burns,
But I don't mined,
And I wont accept
Except the rise
**
*
I might a company,
Who I love,
And who I fined the pleasantness, and the goodness,
And who,
**
*
If I loss my ways, or sights escaped,
People had a hard time accord,
*
time wares cloth of hardships,
*
and who,
I rendered my self for,
Made (of who) my heart,
That without it bites and hardness,
And without it
Non-for life, have a use,
Or sorrow or copious,
***
I returned back to my innate,
Scrutinizing the rackets,
I found in between lines,
A spot
did not want to move away,
**
I asked!!!
What is your guilt???
She said.... I...am
who......Loves ........you,
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Sun of Sa