At the end of the month, gave a few pennies and said,
You don't want a few notes,
Return my love, if you have to give
Whatever you have given,
My chain that is on you,
My joy lost on you
Your bed is decorated with your surrender
I have lived your dreams too
Your happiness is so happy for you
Have shed tears from your eyes, sisters in your grief
If you can return my sleep ,, my chain ,, my joy ,, my love ,, then say equal ******
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