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LarielM, 10 stycznia 2012

I would be glad still

If I was only a small caterpillar, I would have crawl all the way to your garden. No matter the miles or the birds flying high above your roof top. No matter of big shoes crushing on me or that it would take long before I would find you again. If only I could reach your garden in time for the my rebirth, (... więcej)