You are weak
You know it.
You are quarrelsome
That you know not.
And for this
You are going to ruined.
Woman is ocean,
Woman is fire,
Woman is your own creator,
You know it.
You know also
The power of the woman
And yet you are interested
In woman, as such be ready for the result.
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