Rehash. What am I writing for? He Not simply for the smoothness of your skin. That is a simple game that none can win. I wonder at the messages you send. I love them when the frosty warnings end. Your words are like small violets nestling in snow. The warmth of your heart is all I need to know I... Sign in to see full entry.
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