flowed the stream, the verb and the desire to feel?
rummaged
Because it was enough to speak with his eyes from there.
If
that moment his life was calm and happy,
stir the wine with honey buns and
Tides on Earth ,
covering the sky was gray.
Because the flood came,
fear and the desire to feel.
And he wanted a taste of the bread dough.
shuffled his heat with his voice,
with milk and sugar gave it to drink.
He took care of my heart with kisses, rum and honey.
moisturized her hair with his breath, and caramel
it ended.
And he wanted to taste their bread dough.
Write songs, your voice
send him where he is. Wandering through her pillow
came to visit him in dreams.
The wine was left to stir and make.
stampede earth, the sky was dyeing
ivory.
Because the stream flowed,
the verb and the desire to feel.
and could taste the bread dough
He stirred his with his voice,
with milk and sugar gave it to drink.
He took care of my heart with kisses, rum and honey.
moisturized her hair with his breath, and caramel
it ended.
and could taste the bread dough
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