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The door gently creaked open by the blossoming wind fleeing in from the window. Even though the wind was not visible it felt as if the spirits of colours were floating around her, creating a swivel of luscious colours in her mind. As she lay there her mind wondered, her body
Devious Comments
edacval Fer
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Middle of nowhere Finally you can breathe Nobody knows your name It's easier
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you have some really nice stuff yourself
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The angels dance like feathers float, they're here to see and to be seen.. The clock strikes two, the music slows and each one slowly dons their wings.. Once outside they all pair off and hand in hand they leave
but I'm still waiting, ya im still waiting
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And i totally agree with the sentiments of the message below.
Mia x
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heeeeeeeeeeeeello stranger
Alex
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Der folgende Satz ist ein Lüge.
Der vorige Satz ist wahr.
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"Maybe its in the basement, let me go up stairs and check." - M.C Escher
for your wall
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"Would you give up everything you've ever known for someone who Loves you?"
m
xx
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"This is no, there is no, modern romance"
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Kill people to keep the world spinning...
So, are you a Browns fan or a Pittsburg fan? hehe.
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