My Sorrowful of race along, eye moment drip tear
Likely I is borned is sinful
Then my eye turn tail to see because tear drop
I are conscious fully, this moment we have to feel insult
As for day will continue, changing with a number of feeling
Where our moment feel,
And will many drawn story in it
Leaving over many story
And there is, its moment of happy us
We forget, there is our moment of loss feel that
And weep become because sorrow which is in
Is only kept quiet by which is still at heart
28 September 2011
Ayar Adsa
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