Who is my teacher. My teacher is a teacher, I know what the people know is never. Teach me when he knew himself it is the despair, let me return to the path of light to the darkness watching bangam mind
. And my teacher would find limited graduate school only. My teacher. There is no need to dress up the beautiful shape of the admiration of my teachers and some people are just people, pumping the water from the tea shop in so far.
Grace, even in the midst of the teachers, I it is hard too describe it is to say that its reputation as the writings, which, of course, and it will remain in my heart forever
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