Feminism, Poetry, Writingnight in shining armor elles must be saved the love-bird whistles after this particular loss we may fly she said with pleasure they were so joyful all day long just another chapter for when your feeling has become blurry through ‚i’m sure you’re right‘ 50.772037 6.084619 Share this:TwitterFacebookWhatsAppPinterestEmailLike this:Like Loading... Standard
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