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 WHAT HOPE SMEELS ?

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an afternoon of a Spring Of'v last 47th. week of VA

Tale Stretched

Babro Albobara:

"After their bones melted in her soap. vA, because I need to stretch my tale therefore, Goodbye My little Big one."

vA,...

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vA,

Hi, is your right. Or, YAA ARHAMA RAAHEMIN.

vA,

Solute You Thy Tiger Of Tigers :*

Thy Grand Mother Of All :*

Thy SOLTAN OF SALAATIN :*

Today's Bad News Is;

Aliyar is still out of our fortress.

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Thy Good News Is;

We have received another letter from him. Therefore, we must interrupt our schedule, again!

Kich Chek! Kich Chek!

Thy Letter Is:

"HAG HAG HOO! BABRO ALBOBARA! GRAND MA!

Finally, Symorg is found. But, today's question is;

DO THEY EAT DOGS?

vA,

tell thi others that, I miss them all because, I LOVE U :*

Kich Chek! Kich Chek! Thy end of thy letter! Therefore, no further vA and, everyone must go to there life, now.

Again!

Kich Chek! Kich Chek! 

ELA L LEGHA :* 

vA, is my secret :*

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