Holly Bird
It’s sunset time, all the birds came
Back their nest quietly
A quell’s fiancée not back yet now
He forwarded everywhere seem to
But couldn’t find him now ever
There is a little family
So far from the jungle in a village.
An angle girl playing in the ground
Nearest the bamboo’s den
The quell still staying on this
Angle girl look at the bird at a glanc...
Thursday 9th December 2021 9:31 am
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