will you swim across this side some day
i must start talking to you every day my dear little one you might complain, some day, afterall how could a day turn into night without metmophosis of our fondness into some flowers whose fragrance reached the shores of the island on which you had been allowed to play and walk but i will not build a … Continue reading will you swim across this side some day
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