Air of a Circle
Love is transparent now, you almost cannot touch the breeze that stirs souls and the spirit, you go on using logic, but there’s no meaning…
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Love is transparent now, you almost cannot touch the breeze that stirs souls and the spirit, you go on using logic, but there’s no meaning…
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