0 Likes | 1 Views | Dec 5, 2024 He does not give himself excuses in the comfort of living
Even if I miss you now, I won't let you come
I say with sadness that I will not let you go
And if he comes, then I will not let him go
If this is your dish, then it has not come back
This is my habit, yet I do not mock you
I am also exposed to injuries
No one lets me see the wounds of the soul
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