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My child Before you were born I use to eat peaches almost every single day and now every eve of your birth I eat a peach on August the 5th Peaches offer a little more friendship than the cutesy little straight pink flower. Bring warmth to your belly and the fruit feed more of your soul. What I mean is I am your mother, the grateful and tender feeling one. Your friend. Even when it's my end. On its own, the meaning of the fruit in this quiet tone is at once gentler and stronger in thankfulness. Gentle is the true meaning of peaches. Peach is the meaning of desire, my desire to see you succeed and I know that your true love will too. My child, I love you.
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Jul 11, 2013
Jul 11, 2013 at 6:45 PM UTC
Peaches.
My child Before you were born I use to eat peaches almost every single day and now every eve of your birth I eat a peach on August the 5th Peaches offer a little more friendship than the cutesy little straight pink flower. Bring warmth to your belly and the fruit feed more of your soul. What I mean is I am your mother, the grateful and tender feeling one. Your friend. Even when it's my end. On its own, the meaning of the fruit in this quiet tone is at once gentler and stronger in thankfulness. Gentle is the true meaning of peaches. Peach is the meaning of desire, my desire to see you succeed and I know that your true love will too. My child, I love you.
kaitlyn-ann-wells
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Jul 11, 2013
Jul 11, 2013 at 6:45 PM UTC
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