how he holds the sun!
my man is like a mountain
when the day is done.
How does it work?
Love this one. Indescribable beautiful of nature is like the indescribable feelings of love. Nice!
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Love this one. Indescribable beautiful of nature is like the indescribable feelings of love. Nice!