He's always good...
Eyes that gaze into mine,
A smile that is lost on his lips—
That is the unretouched portrait
Of the man to whom I belong.
A smile that is lost on his lips—
That is the unretouched portrait
Of the man to whom I belong.
Presently my soul grew stronger, hesitating then no longer,
- Sir- said I or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore….
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