Men like a Falcon, he eye has aimed
Catching is all prey that was not hard for it
Its prey has caught by another one
It has become angry, but its angry is not deposited itlike men
Themen who traveledby train
Two girls had sat front of that men
One girl, she loved to music but another one love to watch outside from window
However, she loves to talk but the men do not come to front of her
Once other men came to her and shaking hand
He became sweet dizzy by her soft meeting
The noise of train that was defeated due to communicating with them
But she has not an idea that was rather than the first meeting
The men who like a falcon
Suffered from miss out itself prey
Thus, the girls get off the train
Another men sorrow that was outer by smoking
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