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About Me
Two things, Two things in this world interrupting my enjoyness, with my folly, my Mom and my Motherland's pain, My Mom will saty the thorn in my raising folly and the brake to its taming, How much i wished to free my freakings but i don't want to dash her esteeming in her son You know Mom that you, alone, here in this boosing and the other, You know Mom that i didn't tell anyone about you, but they have seen you bathing in my eyes Mom don't you think that heroism is impossible, am still searching for a way Motherland had thought one day that am a knight, and i thought that motherland is high and strong lovely, But then i'...