My dear Dorothys,
I lost you during one of my path
I’m barking after you
Can you hear me?
I lost you during one of my path
I’m barking after you
Can you hear me?
I went at the end of Siberia to look for you.
Being a southern dog in the north is not so easy but I’ll do my best
I'm so bored and life without you doesn't have the same flavour
I barked from the deepest of my heart
But finally my flair helped me, I think I founded you totally surrounded by the snowI’ll find some help barking till my death TOTO
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