Eve, frogs croak; In that night, cicadas; Night, in crickets called; Eve, the north wind whisled...
You are happy, at least you can enjoy the wonderful night, and yet I am be urged quick sleeping.
Night, never laugh, like the crow in emergency as only would call. Everybody likes sunshine and magpie, because he bring light and smiling, but people who remember those in distress and when give you some hints raven, who know the night light is the most reliable...Herve Leger Sweetheart Bandage
Eve, it's always the same, nobody likes it aloof, only frog called, cicadas laugh, make, the north wind blow of crickets, and I depend on...
Eve, so short, and so subtle...
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