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<title><p>son pewmanliq fayda vermez</p>
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<section><p>cox pis veziyetdem.marwurutda birdefe gece eve gedirdim.1oglan mene baxirdi.ehemiyet vermirdim.sonra marwrutdan duwdum bwqasina mindim.geldi yanimda dayandi.tnw olmaq istediyni dedi.razi olmadim.nomun verdi.eve gelende msj yazdim.neyse taniw olduq.1hefte sonra dedi seni bacimla taniw edecem.eve getdik heckim yox idi.evi pulla tutmuwmuw.bawladi opmeye.ama soyuw qoymuwdu.neqeder muqavimet gosterdim xeyri olmadi.elcekmrdi.soyundurdu.arxadan olduq.zorladi birsozle.nifretd edrem ozume,heyatima.itin ezabn cekrem.baqwlyanmram ozmu...</p>
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