Neglected people are like the untimely dog born on the pavement. Looking forward to loving little affection, one needs to move away from the sad eye and look away. Nothing can be done except by wiping the tongue with the tongue of a wail.
Neglected people are like the untimely dog born on the pavement. Looking forward to loving little affection, one needs to move away from the sad eye and look away. Nothing can be done except by wiping the tongue with the tongue of a wail.