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I watch the wind blow through her hair her beauty is known everywhere most people find it hard not to stare. Her beauty, & her grace when she wears some lace it highlights her gleaming face. She always has fun in the winter she is the one Of our dreams
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Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 8:06 PM UTC
The Girl of Dreams
I watch the wind blow through her hair her beauty is known everywhere most people find it hard not to stare. Her beauty, & her grace when she wears some lace it highlights her gleaming face. She always has fun in the winter she is the one Of our dreams
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Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 8:06 PM UTC
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