I wish I were your heatherrather than a featherwho passed by.[ Tal vez nunca puedas conocerme, cuando las pequeñas mentiras empluman, el alma envía puñales ]
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Life is a vintage flower, changing its colors with tottering steps — yet I believe it can changed. Sometimes I like to wear a facade, if I didn't show yet it doesn't mean I don't know.Solemn soul, s...
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