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For Every Night That One See A Star Of Respect.

For when the sun raise thus one feel the light of respect but for every rose that one touch been fill with the touch of respect yet but when one see a bird that will fill the blue sky with respect just to feel the touch of the light is like feeling the touch of a rose that is the rose of the angel with the touch of respect and yet for every night that one see a star of respect.



Thus for every star that one see is the angel that fill the air with respect for who's heart will feel the touch of respect just to look to the sky for what one see is the angel with eyes that sparkle in the night for every star that one see the more one feel the respect of the angel but just to feel the morning breeze that whisper in the air for once eyes shall sparkle like the angel of respect and yet for every night that one see a star of respect.



but when one wish for the touch of respect the more the angel will fill a heart that wish for respect yet to the family respect mean a lot to one for who's heart been touch with respect for where there a heart thus one will feel a warm smile that shine n the night but to see a star for one see the eyes of the angel for who's heart is full of respect and yet for every night that one see a star of respect.



The more one wish for the touch of respect the more a rose shall bloom in full with respect thus every rose that been touch with respect for the rose will touch a heart that wish for respect but every touch of the respect the stronger respect will get thus one who wish for respect will feel the light of life that will touch a heart with respect and yet for every night that one see a star of respect.
 
Raymond Sawyer

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  238.     

Every Min For A Warm Smile Thus There A Angel Of Respect.

For every moment that one feel the touch of a rose thus one feel the warm smile of respect but it's the angel that one feel touching once heart the more one feel a warm smile thus the more a rose shall bloom in full with the touch of respect but every rose that one see is the rose of the angel that will touch a heart that wish for respect but yet every min for a warm smile thus there a angel of respect.



Thus for every sun raise for there shall be the birds that will sing for a heart that wish for respect but when the moon raise there a star with a twinkle in the night for who's eyes will twinkle in the night but yet for one who wish for the touch of respect is one who catch a falling star with a twinkle in the night and yet every min for a warm smile thus there a angel of respect.


For where there a heart thus a rose will touch the heart wish for respect but every touch for one will see a star that twinkle in the night yet every min that one feel the touch of respect for the more a rose shall bloom in once heart with the touch of respect but when the sun shine thus one will feel a warm smile that will shine just to see a bird with the touch of respect and yet every min for a warm smile thus thee a angel of respect.



Every moment that one look to the sky for what one see is the angel with eyes tat sparkle in the night yet the more the angel eyes sparkle the more one feel the touch of respect for one who feel the night breeze for one feel the warm smile of the angel with respect but for every min that one feel a warm smile is like feeling the touch of the new moon that been touch with respect and yet every min for a warm smile thus there a angel with respect.
 
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  239.     

For Every Min That One See The Light Of Respect.

When the sun raise for every rose that one feel thus it's the angel of respect that touch every rose that is in full bloom with the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect thus every moment that one look to the sky for one see the eyes of a angel just to feel the touch of respect is like being touch by a rose and yet for every min that one see the light of respect.



Thus for every min the sun shine for every bird that one see will fill the air with the touch of respect but when the birds sing for a heart that wish for respect but yet when one feel the ouch of a warm smile that will fill a rose with respect just to look in the eyes of the angel for who fill the air with the touch of respect for the night sky is the house of the angel with respect and yet for every min that one see the light of respect.



Every moment that one feel the light of the sun thus for every rose shall bloom in full with the touch of respect just to feel the night breeze that whisper in the air thus for every whisper is the whisper of respect for every star shall twinkle in the one for who wish for the touch of respect thus for when the sky is dark thus one shall see the stars with a sparkle in the night and yet for every min that one see the light of respect.




Thus for every touch of the stars is the ouch of the angel of respect for who will fill a heart with the touch of respect just to feel the light of respect is like being touch by a rose of the angel for who's eyes sparkle in the night but when one see the sun thus the sun shall warm once heart with respect the more a heart wish for the touch of respect thus the more one will see the light of respect that will touch a heart and yet for every min that one see the light of respect.
 
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The Touch Of The Sun Is The Touch Of The Angel

Every moment that one feel the touch of the sun for one feel the touch of a rose that been fill with the touch of respect but for every moment that one see a blue sky thus one will see a bird that will fill the air with the touch of respect but for who's heart will feel the touch of the angel of respect thus where there a warm smile for one feel the sun that will the touch of a warm smile and yet the touch of the sun is the touch of the angel.



The touch of the sun is like the touch of the light of life but the light of life mean a lot to the family for who is the angel of respect for it's the night sky that is the house where the angel of respect is but when one see a star that sparkle in the night is the star of respect just to be touch with respect is like being touch by the family for who's smile will warm a heart with respect thus for day after day for one feel the warm smile that touch once heart with respect and yet the touch of the sun is the touch of the angel.



For every moment that one feel the night breeze that whisper in the air thus every whisper is the whisper of respect for a heart to feel but for who's heart will feel the touch of respect but every touch is like the touch by a rose that been fill to touch once heart with the touch of respect but when one smile for the sun shall touch every rose that one see for a rose is the rose of respect and yet the touch of the sun is the touch of the angel.



Time after time for every wish is the wish for the touch of respect that will touch a heart but every twinkle is the twinkle of respect to fill the air yet for when one see the sun for a rose will bloom with the touch of respect the touch of respect for it's the stars that fill once heart with the touch of respect and yet the touch of the sun is the touch of the angel.
 
Raymond Sawyer

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