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Hamza
Rawalpindi · 2018
We raced bicycles every evening down the hill by the market. You always won, on a bicycle the colour of fire.
Hamza, I let you win sometimes.
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Rawalpindi · 2018
We raced bicycles every evening down the hill by the market. You always won, on a bicycle the colour of fire.
Hamza, I let you win sometimes.
بقية هذه الرسالة مختومة.
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