C.C.: He

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Tuesday, May 18, 2010

He

He It’s just a game we play as if it matters anyway. Life is such a simple thing until its spring. We then play by a different rule and life is cruel Surely this can only be a part of nature’s policy Dream sweetly and try to redeem your worth, we all are from the earth And ecstasy seems to be free... Sign in to see full entry.

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