MeanderingFlowers in her hair We fall asleep slowly Me and er ing By the evening river;Meandering
The sound of wolves Pass us by, cradled by the current Ferried to the sea,
Where white horses Ride upon the crust of the wave And seaweed offers protection and shade,
We make love to the waves And with one last embrace,
Follow the sun to heaven's gate....
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We are the proud parents of a daughter who hasn't been knocked up yet... and a son who hasn't shot any of his classmates yet, but he does sell drugs to your honour student...
SINCE DEV. DOESN'T ALLOW DELETIONS OF ACCOUNTS, I HAVE REMOVE EVERYTHING FROM HERE. I WILL NOT BE SIGNING BACK IN.
GOOD DAY TO YOU ALL
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