The position of the blocks have been saved.

Honesty, openness, caring. Encouragement in spades, I hope. To make a long story short, rumors of a plagu.

Clever as the Devil, twice as wicked. The journey is long so is the night. I desperately hope to reach home quick. The aftereffects of a delayed flight. Seem beautiful as the city lights blink. That orange light from a distant building. Could have been from the room of a child. And that dim blue light from a porch shining. Might have filled a lonely mind with thoughts mild. City lights never fail to amaze me. The stars never fail to disappoint me.

On oublis jamais rien, on vis avec. Je veux vivre le grand Amour ;. La passion des premiers jours. Je veux aimer et recevoir en retour! Je veux savoir si ça existe toujours? Non, je ne veux pas, je ne veux plus. ENTRE LA VIE ET LA MORT. UNE NUIT PLEINE DE NUAGE,UNE NUIT. Subscribe to my blog! ENTRE LA VIE ET LA MORT.

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