Character: Rachel
My grandmother confessed once,
Shaking his head gray:
"I was lanying with a love thirst,
When I was young!
Ah, the times have rushed by!
Where are you a violent spring?
Where are you bright stars?
Are the kisses hot?"
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MegaMozg 14-04-2021 / 01:27
Where is your dream driving you?
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MegaMozg 14-04-2021 / 01:06