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May 2013
May hide the tears on dropping rain
A thousand swords in heart with pain
And the winters ice has gone...
the main thing is hope ,my son

And waite the twilights game
Of bleaking moon and sun,
The game of love still playing...
Tomorrow never die ,my son
Written by
guliyeva naila
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