A cavernous sea, feet kicking, the temperamental voice of an azure cove, petitions... like, "What am i doing here?" No, it wouldn't be that serious. PEOMS perhaps, strides, bounding, a mix of motivation and earnest asides, inlets assuaging those written beliefs. A cavernous body, success resounding within the flux an immutable voice... someday it says, "We should all -- only - wear Speedos!"
at last summer, real warmth and sun.
enough to make the zig-man happy. Moi aussi, running
without tights, or a vest, imagine. Who'd ever thought
we fell such freedom.
good luck with your exams. Mika................
Posted by da dude at 8:21 a.m.
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