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Tis Weds June 24th Seeketh mine queen mi amour of mine dreams, No I do no seeketh her or loveth her out of mine own Lonesomeness, If I sought one out of lonesomeness It shalt not be love!!!!! But she's mine true amare I needeth on this chilled wed's night Because she's once again disappeared Into the moon's light.... Tis I think I shalt go to bed Wherein I canst dream Of her Tonight!!!
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Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 11:01 PM UTC
disparu ( Gone) french tongue
Tis Weds June 24th Seeketh mine queen mi amour of mine dreams, No I do no seeketh her or loveth her out of mine own Lonesomeness, If I sought one out of lonesomeness It shalt not be love!!!!! But she's mine true amare I needeth on this chilled wed's night Because she's once again disappeared Into the moon's light.... Tis I think I shalt go to bed Wherein I canst dream Of her Tonight!!!
brandon-nagley
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Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 11:01 PM UTC
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