This is torture…
Every morning my thoughts slip gently to the ground on the lines and curves of your body. But they stop at the centers of candor. As I mentioned before, the rest is mined field. Infinite Smile, Infinite Love.
Every morning my thoughts slip gently to the ground on the lines and curves of your body. But they stop at the centers of candor. As I mentioned before, the rest is mined field. Infinite Smile, Infinite Love.
and the answer to the “Why-s” and “How-s”. We met many times before and we will meet again and again until the end of time. The Infinite is possible. Infinite Love.
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