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| The winter of the southern
metropolis,beats for cheap people
like ants coming beats for cheap
and going, people more than ants,
people are looking for bread and
gold. When night comes, beats for
cheap the night suave.
Think of the parents, Atlanta
Hawks Beats By Dre thinking about
love and children, fantasy, bread,
dreaming of gold, fantasy poetry
… if there is One day, I
found the gold, the gold to the
wife,beats for cheap called the
children to study the university,
and I returned home to their beats
headphones cheap parents tea and
bottled water.
Chuichui back to them at night
and wash your feet, the slack when
the read poetry to write poetry,
smell crowing Bark, watching the
flowers bloom, so nice, beats for
cheap and I was hiding in the
airless hut, closed glasses,
thinking of just beats by dre their
own.
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| Skepping: 13/06/2012 07:56 |
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