Liquido
Fallen from Heaven a blessed day, my world, she landed softly quietly in my heart, little by little, she built her nest, I thank her, without her my life would not have been the same as those who smile at me today. It has strengthened my belief, and since expanded my horizons, I walk proudly with the appetite of the lion. Like a tidal wave, she crashed into the coasts devastated my continent abandoned. Thanks to her, happiness and joy finally bloom again, again, in my lands, once ravaged.
Giclee modern
She wears the mask of indifference. Tenderly, she thinks about those early years. Subtly, it plays like impertinence in his teens. A bit provocative temptress somewhat secretly, she certainly dream of a truce, however brief, she wants her rage go on strike, the time of a night spent watching the stars dance, while coming to lay in the hollow of his ear, discrete arrangements of a perfect love.
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