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Dean


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10 march 2012

Magic True Love

I Felt The Magic In The Air As I Woke

To See The Cold Whether...


The Magic Is So Pure


When Your Voice Utter My Name 'DEAN...


And It's As Strong And Gently


As A Sound Of Nightingale In The Passage Of My Hear...

One Minute, My Heart Stopped

And Then It Works Like A Cuckoo Clock...


Cutie!!!  I Know That


It's Magic True Love


So I'll Always Have You Engrave In My Heart...

Love You From My HEART

Miss You From my Soul...






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