I drank a cup of tea, "Karak" just like any other people! Lazy summer trisquel passes from behind the window trisquel the moon here too skinny kid African from Kenya! I think to buy a gun and fired shots in the air! Whenever glimpsed fishermen throw the stones trisquel to the bosom of the sky!
I drank a cup of tea, "Karak" In the morning a delicious Ksnduwihh thyme shared by pupils row seat to infect the feet of our village grit and gravel time lover patient does not pay attention to the river waiting for his bride Hodge white moon face! Guests not only the banquet beads of rain!
I drank a cup of tea, "Karak" Kcaruan sad! Did not cut the trees and did not make them so the doors reflected in the jungle all those wolves! Sea did not walked quickly we leave Oak shines under the tree and we walked all the oak is no longer strange taste in the mouth!
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Nawzad Jadaan Jadaan a Syrian writer and poet of the same author is not a written communication to me and darling of the Indian poet Mirza Ghalib minimum beautiful sweetness of the World Cup in a dirty room cosmopolitans in this global village pirate global Haúttiyat student seat last 36 cup of tea Karak why I laughed tonight
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