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Who knows whether we are prepared to accept such a gift?..
But maybe anybody know...
You?
Portimao, Faro, Portugal
And I still do not know is good or bad...
Who knows whether we are prepared to accept such a gift?..
But maybe anybody know...
You?
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Im afraid I am not so good at the big Gestures.
I would rather stay on my page
In any case, you know that.
But it can be she...
Yes my dear time of dreams is left behind...
But never say never...
It appears that the guy is prepared to go through hell until the only thing he has left to give is his love for his Girl...
I don't speak nor do I understand Russian...
Hmmmmm... Boga?...Boga dimensionless
I think that
I heartily wish you bring your dreams to life!
Who is she ?
This is a film...
But I would like it to be possible... ahhh...
Do you think that such men exist?
And I do not know this...
Dreams do not yet have evaporated from my giddy head...
HELLO my dear!
How are you?
everything is good....thanking you...
dear friend...
You dream of such a love?
Or...?
love...
CMIYER
You dream of such a love?
Or...?
i surely dream about love...
Yes.
And this is for Boga...good size...
It is felt by heart a hot palm,
Everyone understood from us that such to love,
What it to live constantly dream.
My thoughts soar among clouds,
Rush to stars at a speed a bright comet,
And in dreams on border of our two worlds
I with darling meet a decline and a dawn.
His look somewhere nearby here on the Internet
Here now it has to appear here,
Or whose is a look on a billboard?
Can look for to me it on other page?
No need to apologize
I also freezes the computer and I do not have time to respond in time...
YOU ARE WELCOM ALWAYS!
WOW!
SO...????
You must answer
you have to answer for all!!!
Its good?
Sometimes she doesn't know also.
Certainly, that loved that wished,
That somebody on it went mad.
That admired appearance at a meeting,
Also saw off, long looking following,
That day wasn't difficult and evening is long,
And that the person hid - how many years?
That at night man nice
It in the embraces I squeezed,
And it is very gentle, very romantic
Of a female essence to it I reminded.
That having risen unscrupulously happy in the morning,
And, washout under a shower delightful laziness,
To be pleasant to itself, beautiful,
And, having smiled, to meet new day...
Yes.
But ... sometimes...
or often it looks like...
Today, there is something a lot of talk about the size of...
Verses for Popey
Having sat down to the monitor, having sighed with relief,
Having forgotten about never-ending affairs,
With you on I communicate not forcedly
About the most usual things.
For lovely chatter by an evening time
I will find an hour from dreams I will take away.
Someone I will console, slightly I will calm
And to you Popey a couple of words I will tell
Long ago midnight, brightly stars burn
There is a strong wish to sleep, and to sleep.
As to get up early in the morning
And at parting lovely Popey,
Wants to wish happiness to you Popey
I say you...
Yes, she is...