Ahhh, my new friend... Hashtpa!
Hahaha, all he did was teach, stumble around like a half-dead old breed!
Pretending 'to be', but never 'not to be'?! A sad teenage octopus, but happy at last he’ll be!
Haha hahaha! Guess what?! We will meet ... in my beloved backyard, where the colors are steep.
Oh yes, in Khamoosh, one must not do things half-hearted-ly; Can you be—lieve? For now, you have two eye-lids. Hahaa hahaha. What a beauty! Why do them plead? If there was a time when we’ll leave, there won’t be a hollow who doesn't want to bleed—
