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Repeatedly returning to my mind the time all seemed normal, we know each other in the respective name thing is, we sometimes involving the war, but both unknown to us to be more than total strangers We believe sky in one another.
For a moment I lost consciousness, and I found looking at you own. One of those distinguished warrior of the town, every fight is your conquerors. sky Thats why I can not help to admire sky thee, plus your generosity kakisiga't reserves.
But who is it really me? Quite a simple wife, typical fighters always on the last line of the army, so i know in my heart and mind that fantasy just whatever I feel, along with harsh realities have a very strong sky relationship with one of the most beautiful and most renowned splendor of our country.
I woke up one morning, view the sun, new turn against my will face. Lay before us. I prepare, with all the weapons in order to sandata't I stand in the war boldly. We saw your whereabouts and seemed to lose I lost consciousness, and I found myself staring at your face. Ding the gong, signal the beginning of this fight, against which we must win.
In the midst of shedding sweat and blood had I found myself in your presence, and you, wounded, bloody and luhaa'y my shelter. Trace your face is worn and sorrow that you're experiencing, although we conquered the defenseless goal. 'Cause I eventually found to he the cause of your pain and suffering now, so as friends and me along with hukbo'y we help them, we do not quite help lead to misconstrue this, simple conversation that led the formation of a mole we both took hold. How quick of events.
Yet we held the trend of the times, we do not have the power to control time. While they would seem we napaglalaruan, in conjunction with gradual pagrupok rope mediate between the two.
How many times have you ever say no when your accounts nakaraa'y I still can not rid my mind of how it's affecting you, even more repeatedly insist that everything is gone I feel my heart still had a share early hesitant if indeed you feel or were simply a result of feeling of regret.
I have continued to attack fear, my heart pinapana spine. Unable to defend its own town on the contrary, sky I was not able to fight back. Crying, wounded and no lean. You glanced at me, a struggle has seen me faint, so led me back home.
Tried to treat the wounds that I have incurred, treated some, but there is a wound left, and never seemed to lose it's not healed yet any drug or leaves before the wiping here.
But in conjunction with falling leaves from the tree in our back and blows a strong wind carried the voice of the world's reserves pagrupok of the second fiber. It seems every move we are just watching them, judging. We may not want maapektuha'y still seem enormous suggestive of the people around us, even engaging friendship thing, we would have compelled us to separate.
When I wake up, empty platitude newspaper and people your name. Spread the town the frustrating news that you are assigned to a higher position in another city, I would thing that should excite, but only two months you will lose with me, and not lose my mind what the happen to us, if you can really afford this. More the splendor sky from your past will be with you in the town. I never gusto'y we have apart, 'cause it's fixed, and the pagkakalayo'y can strengthen us, or taint us.
Over time is down down my location, parupok of the sheer mole parupok we hold, interrupted when it pulls a fellow Steel strands. Residue that time. Now near a collapse on the ground.
It is painful to admit, despite our love for each other not sever our fellowship the excitement, the fight that makes the third fiber. Intoned to hold on me, but sometimes I also thought "Not once have I ever been gripped? Is there a reason I strictly sky So subtly touching the rope of provisions fellow ipinagl
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