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angels flies over mountain high. Somtimes memories goes awawy but the good ones last forever. Oh I remeber that summer so good, your poopie smell of breath that I can't live without. Life is not allways as it seems, just remember; I love to dance with you in that summer rain with flower that we used to pick. I want to raise elephant babies, and I want to look fashion. I just doesn't really know why, but that is just what I want.
Annons