Tell me the story, ah! playful notes of nail <br />Behind little finger are very close to lay. <br />I prayed to him and realise the recreation, saw <br />`God send us Dustbin Which we called Earth` <br /> <br />But confelicts of my joysadness clarify <br />a lot of crazy stress. I feel, I imagine that <br />our barin is so little to discover.<br /><br />sayed ullah<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/footsteps-2/
