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Beautifull angel in my life..
I'm happy she become my wife,
At the 1st night she come close to me...
And i feel her slow deep breath,
She is my beautiful soft rose...
Which i can't pluck,
And i kiss her fore head..
Coz she is my luck,
In the dark moon night..
We are on the terrust,
To night my angel with me..
& feel i'm on the everest,
Cold slow wind...
Flowing around us,
But i'm feel only...
Her warmthness,
I hold her hand..
She interwine her finger,
Her sweet fa...? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
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