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Sittin’ on the back porch singin’ my favorite song. The summer is too short and the winter is too long. I’m dreamin’ of my baby…
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Sittin’ on the back porch singin’ my favorite song. The summer is too short and the winter is too long. I’m dreamin’ of my baby…
I notice you in the front yard every now and then. Passing by, I look into your eyes and see everything. I see the collar…
When I grow old Lady without stats I will own Three dogs Three cats And a home Husky Beautiful as a painted glass German Shepherd…
I found a new lover It is the parrot He fell in love from first sight But I could reciprocate him not He gave me…
There were no bright lights. There was no gate. Not even a stairwell in sight. There were only flames; ember-imbrued hues that coated the inside…
Maartje van Dijk lived in a windmill. At the age of ten, her vater and moeder perished at sea, and she was sent to live…
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