written by Victoria Maya Home | Contact | Legal | Link | written to me by: Bengul you made ready, made ready to my soul. our felt pretty, it's pretty over then roam. help me for feeling, my home must be full dear sweaty sorrow... pull me then out favorite play, check me to the softly air... you proper if tell muffle, well care you might be little ... we make special recount of this ancient song I care really... hope listen from you... filter for each event's goes shall be happy until the ring ever hours delight to me 'cos with held too.....

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