FW302

FW302

A sound, a core of mouth, A soft touch, a color only a dream to enchant a single moment, only Desperate and inspired a sharpening, no distance, no limit The cutting of a hole, this framework goes beyond the imaginary chick blood, pain and Reddish inflamed by the sense of not having an enigma, but a reality, a vision. When we joined the other and see believe as a look approver and supportive of a life, adulterated, inverted and mirrored. From all the heartache that I feel I belong to anyone, without fear compassion, insane, without passion and pure soul of a node without power, but interwoven, and united in a only sense of wanting and finally have, and at the end nothing to be Word Warrior World SUN KU 

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