A short and encrypted message to each customer Prisoner of war Haftar History taught us who you are, who is behind you, and who is in front of you We are in the census from the time of the ancestors, her sons are mothers-in-law, we smoke, and we are far away, only the dead will survive. ---------------------------- Nous sommes dans le recensement du temps des ancêtres, ses fils sont des belles-mères, nous fumons, et nous sommes loin, seuls les morts survivront.
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