The love child knows not
He turned her white picket fence
The reddest red
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
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2 comments:
Duh :-(
Mindey what is this? No more blogging? Stopped entry to your blog...It's like a disease striking everyone. First Choco stopped, then I didn't feel like writing, then Meg wouldn't post for a while and you've just quit!
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