FW085

FW085

Leaver Dear Friend … I write too far…you were gone…my little friend… tonight my soul…cries for you! take my heart a chance…Please forgive me my friend… my freedom…lost away in heaven… you were taken… return´s a pleasure…so quiet… silence, the half-way to who were died… Forgiven…last word…

broken If evaporate in me my soul, nothing would remain beyond the rubble … secret alien fantasy. A subversion emerged, fluctuates idleness … one more time, especially …

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