loose, braided field hair, descending, marking "red cry" - from white furniture
In the knowledge of traces, in the softened spiky mice (thorns) to the touch, brown - buds, rubbed by hand - do not look for
"paying at the bar suits you so well"
Let's give as much as possible to something that can be forgotten
Come on, let's stay - no matter what happens, so that plant cashews are swept over you, so that you climb down stones, the thought is like a path
spread it, and if it's my skin, your curly devil and braids like a long rope, let me
. See how the water gushes : ta
these are your feathers, now it's time for us two, dear Fo, I miss you.
rte!
stick to nothing
May He carry on His mighty wings the one who meets You
Mindy, beautified,
Lie
(fish)