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When we met it was shattering, she lost her dad and I consoled her. She listened to my life of woe. What will we be like together when we meet?
Out of today will come, hopefully, a new tomorrow. Will it bring a harvest of peace or a whirlwind of famine? Like 2 moths we were drawn to each other, the question is who is the flame? You... you burnt off my wings and down to earth I...
Friday 24th May 2013 5:20 pm
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