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Friday, October 7, 2011

Nanti nanti Mont'iap e cheklu - Mother, She is Fallen..??

The Wind sings as she dances
Murmuring Words she doth not Know
The Grasses below Cradle each fall
Her mind and Soul
Soul and Bod,
Yet All not Hers

Oh What to do with a Withering .....
She Say
Keep,Keep Oh Keep her Dancing
Let her Forget
Her Ages Numbering
Oh Keep Keep her Murmuring

She Say
One Day One Day One Day
She will know
My  Fate. .....

(My One)??[


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