Meet My Memories before you Marry Me

LETTURE 10
Voti 2
Parti 1
Tempo <5 mins

LETTURE 10
Voti 2
Parti 1
Tempo <5 mins

Letters to the man I will marry. May you read the blood that leaked from my heart as poetry, may you listen to my heartbeat in rhythm and meter and meet the girl who has been waiting for you all this whileTutti i diritti riservati

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All that I have been
mer, giu 17, 2020

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All that I have been
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