Friday, August 10, 2012

The Different


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The beauty of the garden never dependedel size of their flowers, but the variety and side color, or in small moments and felt

happiness without joy.

I can try to tell how to plant, and how I was taught, and that aprendasmejor me, I never got frutosleyendo in the glaze of your moon to moon miradadonde you studied.

I am very variadascon million flowers animated letters macetasy am with Christ, he is my whole life, you may not get appropriate today resultesaber clovers over my soul.

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I saw in the mirror of my people books, I invented my ignorance promised, with the jeers grew up to write Treaties - paragraph - about the world today again I say - between the red flames of hope - do not isolate, imperfect woman you are my friend. ¿You away? Never! Mix, kisses.

So many are so many liars! He is the truth, he comes and rests The ship is stronger with the blue, bordered by the world your universe, you EntiƩndete my Victoria; Claw my heart in your way.

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