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Love is like the wild rose-briar Friendship like the holly-tree The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms But which will bloom most constantly
The wild-rose briar is sweet in the spring Its summer blossoms scent the air Yet wait till winter comes again And who will call the wild-briar fair
Then scorn the silly rose-wreath now And deck thee with the holly's sheen That when December blights thy brow He may still leave thy garland green
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ساعت 8:26 AM توسط samira |
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Name :Samira
Age : 9teen Birthplace : The city of sorrow Father’s name : Endeavor Mother’s name : Affection Birthday : The day of misfortune Condition : Alone Crime : Having been born Conviction : Living |
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شهریور 1388 مرداد 1388 تیر 1388 آذر 1387 تیر 1387 اردیبهشت 1387 فروردین 1387 شهریور 1386 مرداد 1386 تیر 1386 خرداد 1386 فروردین 1386 اسفند 1385 بهمن 1385 آبان 1384 اردیبهشت 1382 |
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چرت و پرت عشقولانه هایی برای امام زمان اشعار عشقولانه what is a friend love letters To my dear Lee Young Aee To my friend Zahra فروش کامل جواهری در قصر To my beloved ones poem & lyric |
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Love and Friendship
