The Lover Gives ,Does Not Take
In all nations the lover gives
He didn't wait a reward every one wants
He must give his soul to who loves
Even every thing is bad but who loves must be happy
Is the most desire that he tries daily
The roses smile when their lovers smile also
The weather is happy and sadness goes faster
Don't hate your self and help other
Give your hand to who needs you sooner
Don't let the poor suffering
The life is happy when the peace is covering
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