If Dreams Were Stars ☆

If Dreams Were Stars ☆

eternalhappiness05

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Complete Wed, Apr 24, 2013

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Just a short poem of gratitude :) I apologize if there are wrong grammars or misused words, I did not have the luxury of time to proofread. :) Enjoy!

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