14 décembre 2011

Is this place does not snow in winter

Countless stories of life, we cannot deny the beginning and the end of it. As if the snow in my memory, falls in the heart, such as falls in front of, still waiting for the wind dry haze of heart Buy WOW Gold, good tenderness around the remaining, snow approaching or falling in Holiness, lingering close my eyes, imagine a back edge go a winding curl upwards sound lie scattered. Gently falls into none of the defensive in bitter. Defensive wall occasionally breaking for the devout, crisp sound for La bufadora where... [Lire la suite]
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