In my years of bitter feelings.
I profess myself.
The answer is No.
I can not say anything
Feel so damn sounds anything.
Tony's destruction Aurora.
I feel cruel.
Luxury evoke the great train ride
And to love one's garden city.
Colorful flowers bloom.
The butterflies are colorful as well.
And the butterflies fly.
.
Out of a hundred flowers blossom Blossom
The wrong person.
author: @thaelay1
photo:cedit google images
and i thought i had passion! Honestly, some of this is over my head, but the passion doesn't nearly go unnoticed.
I'd love to get to know some of your writing style more so i can follow!
With Love,
Current Wave
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