Love the love.
I'm here
looking for thoughtful, nothing ... wondering what it would be like people's
lives if there were no chance, but, what is chance? Back in thought trying to
unravel the mystery of chance ... This stand there for about 10 minutes, that's
an average, no sure, because you don't count time in thought. After all, after
a long time I find out that life, all life depends on the love, the love,
nothing moves or stands still without the spring called "love",
kkkkkk what irony ... then I find out that I love love, love you so much love.
Love makes me laugh, make me cry, love love me, love me, it's you, it's
us. Oh ... love love ...
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