When i saw her peacefully playing with own balloons.. whome she was selling in sunny summer roads...

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She chose to be an itinerant peddler, inditing all those dreams on blank pages of life, awaiting for a miracle, to bring forth her lost identity..

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Don't be a peddler of
Fake peomises
Just respect your words

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Hey sammy,
Look the twisted roads turning into the jungle, let's peddle up there and mesmerize the beautiful morning.
Look the birds are leaving their home, the air so fresh and cool. Let's stay here for the morning is real here.
My window does not show the morning that I am seeing here. Let's not leave the morning lonely here.

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peddler of fake love
just ramble from woman to woman

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