Somewhere in a bar we sat playful and demure, dreams pink mink coats and pergola garden moonflower…
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Some harsh facts of life…
Romance is the genre that speaks in the language of love…
Love makes the sensible senseless, and the industrious indentured.
That day we parted, Regret, how I longed to save Your image in lips. Giuseppe Gillespie – November 2021
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