I wrote it to bring you here

Roses are red

Blue sky rather bleak

The lights go out, moon disappears

It’s still bright, though

‘Cause qanturis give it’s lights

Therefore, my name below is still readable

Tia, from 99 line

Hence, you owe me your name

Write down your name

As hot as summer

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