The uppermost who forget to bind in the relationship of blood,
Correcting his mistake by making them a true friend
Who have their own
They quarrel with each other ...
None of their
They crave ...
Tomorrow we will not be dumped.
Only silent memories will be silos.
Whichever ones are there, let's laugh.
What will be the decision of tomorrow.
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