Thursday, April 9, 2015

Rustling every minute race run like the wind caught the moment when Q should ask or stop arms stret


Also good is a forgotten childhood memories of laughter every night it's fair was the story of a grandmother she is queen king was one of the Big Dipper stars Good Chanda Mama cooked puy off yarn whenever Katti old woman still living and who have forgotten memories I go in childhood spent four moments with loved ones'll gladly Alhad he lived in childhood are no complaints or regrets fun ........... Let's go a step toward childhood * Nita avoidance **** *****
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Rustling every minute race run like the wind caught the moment when Q should ask or stop arms stretched? You brought me ...
Do not understand what you say or angel Guru friend tell me the address or a fine sheet of God brought light to my life ...
When I saw the queen daughter was living in my home yard, shall keep the name, Cinia Queen! They embellish spruce, mascara inoculate cradle dock ...
I wait in the courtyard of the showering of harsingaar bloom covered patio from the smell of the fragrance is waiting for me to come to you ...
Weaving was sitting in the courtyard of the dreams you dream came and said, look, I did not speak softly smiling valencia you will be able to write ...
Remember valencia buried treasure some flowers between the pages of the diary, matching the mood of the season for some love roses, then flame r ...
Memory on the Retina ...... cassia, Gulmohar and Plas with the some red, some yellow, some orange color Itfak t ...
You came into my life, there was a bit like a drug which has Gulistan of Mahke harsingaar see thy love Jess

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