Bring a paper over the scene asking me to read;
Just a little word will work like my heart,
Just some peace is likened to the heat of the partner
Who is the wife.
She is a scenery in the light and dark,
Should we understand each other’s habits?
Or should ill-health repair our mood?
Bring a newspaper of headings in the late day.
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