To grow is my interest, like in the crowd I stand to perform at the open ears and writing is my art
Her by Bophelo hope Meister Delicate skin you have yet I have fallen into your smile, smooth texture I do not see reason of complaining For your stare I melt, because for me to touch you, I need be to be showered with thy water Eyes I see running around I see blocks and sheets of love fold to one, for ye peace blow my mind and body for your body and personality restructures me Mmmmmh my love thy heart of tender I plead to fall on thy chest of wonder Socked I stand to be in your warmth of adores Ness to beauty I see before thy eye as William shaked the spear of love but I stand out tallest of
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