Nair, iar, rain, in;
With the hope of life,
But, to own horses and houses are part od the liefestyle of mankind.
To owe today and to pay tomorrow!
But, your own works are still hanging on the walls;
Hoping for another day to tell your story to the world.
Colours are part of life,
And, there are opportunities in life;
However, my child is always my child; and, nothing will come between us.
Colours are part od nature,
So, lean first to be like a slave in the world today!
By obeying everything and, taking notes along the line in your studies.
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