My childhood was sweltering summer days, the flood mast to catch dragonflies. All fields sunny yellow home. My childhood is the kite flying afternoon on the slopes of the windswept pier, with the kite off the line, she is my goofy candid sit tantrums, crying ... to Then he and his two children at play to coax new forever hold your bear.
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