AT THE MOMENT OF OUR SEPARATION IN HER EYES THERE WERE TEARS, LOTS OF TEARS ON HER SHIVERING LIPS THERE WAS JUST A QUESTION WHY WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME MY ECSTASY WAS TELLING ME WHEN YOU WILL MEET ME YOU WILL ASK THIS QUESTION WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME SWEETHEART I WAS THINKING IN MY MIND HOW COME I CAN TELL YOU ANY REASON FOR IT HOW I WILL TELL YOU WHAT IS THE POWER OF MONEY AND YOU EVEN DON'T HAVE BUYING POWER AND BEFORE I DON'T KNOW THAT I AM OPEN TO BE SOLDBirth sign: Not entered
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