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His Turn
In line, all in a row, parade the blooms in view. He loves me loves me not the petals drop by two. She sees him he sees her not she wilts and withers, gone soon the season just forgets dying season, won. Raine Les 8/26/2009 |
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Very pretty
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Awe. I love it.
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His Turn In line, all in a row, parade the blooms in view. He loves me loves me not the petals drop by two. She sees him he sees her not she wilts and withers, gone soon the season just forgets dying season, won. Raine Les 8/26/2009 ![]() |
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