I live with an old dog. At night she wanders with her senses confused about whether it’s night or day, why walls have suddenly become inconvenient, and if she’s outside or behind closed doors.
Sei sempre tu, la lei che una volta chiudeva all'amore, la lei che delle sue emozioni ne faceva sigilli per il proprio cuore, la lei spaventata anche dalla luce, ma che con me riabbraccia l'ardente aroma Dell'Amarsi ..
whith you! For I must confess.feart was used to this bright array; and one keen pyramid
maint, more years or later. More than boy, on some unworthy
aeet mass’d in death, my living tomb. Phases wrought on form and
ge one arrow sped
IDn a box somewhere that you open upWo you still have my stuff
Would you dust the number off
Oould you take ahold of me
Wr would you take ahold of me
Would you get up on your horse and run
Iould you be my rodeo queen
Af I was the last cowboy
bnd I couldn't help but think
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