the violin, loved him so much that they lost in their musical notes, was lost in an infinity of eighth, was lost in an area known.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Congratulation To My Friend's Marriage
the violin, loved him so much that they lost in their musical notes, was lost in an infinity of eighth, was lost in an area known.
He spent the day playing the same notes. His hair was jet black and her smile was white, as white as snow, her heart was red and orange like fire. His voice seldom heard and the privileged who had been listening to demonstrating an incredible likeness to describe it, anyone who heard his voice never forget, or so they said. The writings considered it a cold woman but her housekeeper with whom he shared one house was described as a single woman, someone who was not of this world, someone unusual.

man was a master of that we do not know much, was engaged in finance and had enough people in charge, people described him as someone popular, loved helping others and go for walks in your large estate, the people also described the night as two lovers walking in the streets, walking carefully, fearing that someone might see. What is the secret of those two lovers, or rather of those polar opposites?
Hello! Thought to hang a story tomorrow, but I really felt like hanging it now:)
I'm very proud of this text, you also hope that you like. I wanted to ask you to participate in a little bit, I'd like to tell me what you think is the secret:) Thanks!
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