"Give me your tired, your poor/Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free"
Let Chaucer whisper words of love and loyalty
allow me to be a blessing to your souls
Here I am thinking I was special
You ain't a poet
Do you sing though?
My love, my arms are forever stretched to meet with yours and impart my sincerest joyHere I am take me........
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yep i thought i could get her to fly down to Louisiana and trick on a nikkaYou simped STLDymePiece
What did she look like? I never knew..