onsdag 16. oktober 2013
.: Seven hearts are the hearts that I have. But mine ...
.: Seven hearts are the hearts that I have. But mine ...
: In the high mountains, mother, where I sometimes ran into the wind, seven girls with long hands carried me around in their mirrors. ...
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