shilat_story

I still regret it, I know you are my sons, and you are not your sons. I set the cod by the toes, and I will take their toes to the bottom. I forgot the precious ones, and your conscience is bad. By God, looking at them under their knees. The days when you are safe, your limbs are sad, and the days are the handkerchiefs. And today, where are your days, the loss of my destinies in you has increased.