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tired
Posted by Marcovany
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Thursday, October 27, 2005
As day come to pass I meet with the girl of my dreams through the nightmare of my untold life. In a state of happiness and ignorant bliss she has me. love is not as strong as a word for what her and i share, she is compasionate, worthy of all that is appealing. If i ever saw a body with such care and subtle tones i have lived, but with her the most beautiful of women on earth I can resist. Her divine looks spiritual as it should be mysterious, yet exotic and full of passion, Since love comes and goes I have been lost and mislead but now i can return to my true love surley not to mislead me.