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my ireland when us of your blood come to pass.....our living shouldn't yearn our wakes reunite irish souls.....on an emerald road in eden
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Mon, 2021-10-11 15:09
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Mohamed Sarfan Mohamed Sarfan

Dear Poeter, Whenever the human mind begins to think about where the perfection of life is, man turns to the side of righteousness as ripe leaves fall from a tree. Write More Congratulations