you almost trip over me and i do not speak for a moment go away! this is my spot.
Intro A boy at heart. this timif young fellow writes poems by his oak tree every day. that sad- for him on the inside- life only gets brighter as he slowly falls in love with you. you di all kinds of things togerher, and soon, at the end of the road, you realize time has gone by so fast with your lover, that you reach old age and die. (start 15)
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