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daffodils

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Daffodils is a flower very nice and beautiful 
I can remember when my lovely fiance give me one very cool with fragrance... 
One day She disappear with out waving goodbye I felt bad and i decided to write for her. I wanted to tell her that She left some memory in my life.Alle Rechte vorbehalten

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Daffodils
Do., März 14, 2019

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Daffodils
Do., März 14, 2019

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