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Jan 3, 2022 06:36 PM Jan 3, 2022 06:36 PM
O Sir O Sir, don’t be distressed, Take her by the hand and travel away! Nothing is left of us save a tragedy Like a novella! I tried to do anything but, Forgive me, Now I’m helpless! Really obnoxious was always my face! You are a beauty! Who has, I wonder, invented love? for verily it is an end far and above! O my dear, my steps have strayed! I’m the one who have been preaching for long, But deep down, I bear The same sins of the tribe!
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