Blue Angel knuckles her friends stretchy beaver
Popping her pink mitten with your open palm or closed fist is enough. Dear Itzmir, We started out as friends, then we became more than what we started out as friends, then we became more than what we started out as friends, then we became more than what we started out as friends, then we became more than what we started out as. Like the angel you are,You laugh, creating a lightness in my chest:Your eyes, they penetrate me. What are your favorites verse or two from a song, old or new? Thomas's funeral was met with tears and upraised hands.
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