Post by account_disabled on Mar 10, 2024 3:53:37 GMT
Where's Mimosa? Where are you? Where are you? First of all, forgive me all the women, girls, mothers, daughters, friends named Mimoza. Mimosa is a symbol, it is a tree full of flowers that heralds spring. The mimosa I'm writing about now is a broken tree, a trafficked girl, a slave sold somewhere inside and outside. They made money and rose to power by selling this country's Mimosas! Mimosa, about whom I write, is the kidnapped girl, the day she was grazing cattle somewhere in the mountains or in the field. It is the child whose whereabouts are still unknown today! Read also: Mass Strikes, US Strikes 28 Houthi Rebel Drones in Red Sea Bathing naked in "BBV", Jetmiri shows the reason, how the residents react Those who kidnapped him are free.
Her mother is wasted, an incorporeal Cambodia Telegram Number Data corpse we once saw on our dehumanized screens, but her Mimosa is no more! The mimosa I write about is not a book character, she is the girl who is no more! Forgive me school girls, minors and students as well. Mimosa is the minor who was raped not only once, she is the one who finally tried to commit suicide in our eyes. If you remember from the screens, it became the news of the day, and we all publicly killed it ourselves! Mimoza is another girl, about whom someone bragged about how she had organized the crime! (Now you will say: what am I saying? I am telling you that another Mimosa, not a book character but a mature woman was finally calm that she had taken revenge according to the logic of self-judgment, to the parents of that kidnapped Mimosa , torn up and thrown as food for the beasts somewhere in the Mountain with pits.
In short: for this Mimosa who confessed on a moonlit night in March, this is what should have happened. Even today this well-read and mature woman justifies the crime according to self-judgment. Kanun tells this! He often says it from the screen where he is sitting cross-legged, while trying to reconcile people full of problems of this country and this already tired society. ) The other Mimosa wanders like a ghost somewhere in the Mountain of Pits or wherever they threw her! Now, there is another missing Mimosa. It is the poor Mimosa, whom misery brought from the town ballad of Migjen, in the middle of the city.
Her mother is wasted, an incorporeal Cambodia Telegram Number Data corpse we once saw on our dehumanized screens, but her Mimosa is no more! The mimosa I write about is not a book character, she is the girl who is no more! Forgive me school girls, minors and students as well. Mimosa is the minor who was raped not only once, she is the one who finally tried to commit suicide in our eyes. If you remember from the screens, it became the news of the day, and we all publicly killed it ourselves! Mimoza is another girl, about whom someone bragged about how she had organized the crime! (Now you will say: what am I saying? I am telling you that another Mimosa, not a book character but a mature woman was finally calm that she had taken revenge according to the logic of self-judgment, to the parents of that kidnapped Mimosa , torn up and thrown as food for the beasts somewhere in the Mountain with pits.
In short: for this Mimosa who confessed on a moonlit night in March, this is what should have happened. Even today this well-read and mature woman justifies the crime according to self-judgment. Kanun tells this! He often says it from the screen where he is sitting cross-legged, while trying to reconcile people full of problems of this country and this already tired society. ) The other Mimosa wanders like a ghost somewhere in the Mountain of Pits or wherever they threw her! Now, there is another missing Mimosa. It is the poor Mimosa, whom misery brought from the town ballad of Migjen, in the middle of the city.