Where the earth is strung with lover's pearls and all I see are dark eyes.
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About my health
The tricky part of illness is that, as you go through it, your values are constantly changing... You may decide you want to spend your tim...
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The First Letter July 6, in the morning My angel, my all, my very self - Only a few words today and at that with pencil (with yours) - No...
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Growing up we had an incredibly intense fraternal relationship. Thankfully, I now can call you one of my best friends. You are a great p...
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