Paths Crossed. Paths chosen tell a story of dreams, wishes and desires, that happen to be prayers also, hope floats searching for a place to land, and these places with do nicely, if you believe in magic.Stupid can not be fixed. Cured Or Traded, Charms And Wits. Dense For Life: Tricks.Tales on land and beaches on sands of time. Burn and bake snakes for boots.Keep crying, I've got more vials I can fill with conservative tears.Recaps,Recalls, Reviews, Reflections,Rights To Reasons.Winds under my wings, and the beginning of growth and http://changes.Community. http://Honor.You don't have to like me and I don't have to give a shit.
You reap what you sow. Be mindful of your behavior and how you treat others.What we can learn from the @waybackmachine:
Do not allow anyone to define you.Horses in barns, sisters with stories, tales online,history noted, over time and space, classes on love ..i just need you to look at me Just welcome me in your kingdom... . you made me want to exist in your depths.... STOP inventing the stars on your body... cause i always find myself somewhere in you..Stages Of Life: The Good, Bad, Ugly 'When We Were Young:Dances On The Sands Of Time.'
Always loved the night... and the moon there is your love that shines deep inside my eyes everything brings me back to you.. .. i just need you to look at me Just welcome me in your kingdom... . you made me want to exist in your depths.... STOP inventing the stars on your body... cause i always find myself somewhere in you..
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