My love is not like this It is please he/she has feather of me You don't know what happened
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My love is not like this It is please he/she has feather of me You don't know what happened Nor it imagines the as I suffered But it already passed it passed we will leave for there Of here for front interest that I will move There is there is Its heart doesn't want more to leave And its affection I will reconquer.