Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I'm also waiting for walking in fields of gold. I thought I had met the person. But at the moment he is just a clew of feelings, images and moments. And I wish you merry Christmas, but I do not know which words are the most appropriate...
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that's why I'm glad I have a blog, certain things will be there forever
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