Let me begin to acknowledge to type again, the morning is under ripe for it is the only the reason to make sense. For, under the equator, I am the middle of living a content. contention, which I thought it was a myth. The Woman I love is thread I walk the one do missing, missing that life was given. It is movement that I will contradict, for now ( Read more... )

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