Snow Ramadan~
End of the visible ends
Relatives perfect echo
Tastes delicious meals considered
But wait a sinking rays ..
I held all your thirst
I pulled whole ugly world
Seem so delicious
We who take the juice ..
It is much we do not meet
More than around the sun
Miss miss is on fingers
But I came through writing ..
Forgive me on the Day of Fitr
For as long as we associate ourselves
There is no sin between us now
Width all perfect for the future ..
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