When We Were Young

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LECTURAS 1,525
Votos 249
Partes 22
Hora 12m

Smell the rose.
Place it in arms,
Hold it close to your heart,
and never forget me.

WHEN WE WERE YOUNG.. 
A Bunch of Old Poems By: "Untitled"Todos los derechos reservados

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