I and my bicycle
Zara is a wonderful story ... My bike is old ... Well, when we talk of our cycle each caused by a boom in the old neighborhood, he began cycling --- if a full cycle thy-- Simply the bell, brakes, and even then they did not set --- --- was like Giovanni partner for us what happened was the seat of the chair as though it was - we childhood I did not hear any chair or seat --- then why do we have forgotten what it was treacherous break --- --- we do not have any female wall, tree, or sidewalk rough --- I was used to discover people like - we do not have any preference thy-- every time a smart save lives - when we are all out brjman royal riding bicycle but dirty stinking gutters was like her life was good to see that not even our riding time homes were left many people with so many fear could be used to close the gate of the house say that our cycle yen bedroom to be - there was talk of Drive away our reproach cycle as though it was all we thought it was --- --- earned throughout our life cycle bell it was not for us to speak when there was our old bike was moving'm getting the two countries that had been voices were sharp sound - the sound of our cycle Tan San, was Variety Slow I'm crying delivered as a voice I never made any hmla out in a thundering voice was like the neighbors --zra Speed will come as singer of the new generation hu-- then seemed to remember four or five singers ... I'll take it eyes on each other-which is not to say that they were arrows squint to say - I never duhla Zara wash cycle in the cycle then you will lift .........
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