Choo Choo Puff, puff I thought, she is shimmering with beauty. Am I on the next train to oblivion? I am already riding with thoughts that dangerously take me on a journey into a new sun. Perhaps I can travel unnoticed, it has been known. No she is in the corridors of my mind We pass by sweet images... Sign in to see full entry.
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