It is not any love just you To Lila
In the name of god

And here, it’s me, lonely boy
Sitting in front of ages
Crying by power of love
Crying by touch of your eyes
Looking in front
Up window of sky
Rain singing alone
My bird flying tired
O, my lord such a feeling inside
What a cry in my eye
Tell her I love with my soul
Tell I know love in my finger
Here, with my loneliness…

Soodaroo
1382/07/12
06:40 afternoon

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