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smell the serenity of his soul his, that longs endearity that disfigures infidelity that mistrusts commonality his soul is more that it meets the eye speeded up like a love train when it sees you you, where it gives the needed attention the love and affection where the fibre of thine heart is transfigured off to your hiding place where the fire will be made through the transmigration to a beautiful soul.
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 4:02 PM UTC
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smell the serenity of his soul his, that longs endearity that disfigures infidelity that mistrusts commonality his soul is more that it meets the eye speeded up like a love train when it sees you you, where it gives the needed attention the love and affection where the fibre of thine heart is transfigured off to your hiding place where the fire will be made through the transmigration to a beautiful soul.
Can you meet me halfway? #love #soul
elijah
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 4:02 PM UTC
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