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. On the broken lines of bold white,on the burning roads far away from homeI knelt downin the heap of my skirt made of fairy…
Dear Angie I remember our days and nights at Big Sur, you were my imperfection angel. You wanted, just enough and you allowed your dreams to die. You enchante me by speaking careless… Continue reading
Love had no pride Pretty wishes, pretty memories, become kind and sweet places we have known. I remember my greatest wish, ginger hair girl with the eyes of hazel, she was once, my… Continue reading