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May 26
Crystal clear trickle of ice cold streams steams in the warm ray of the sun as it carves features round the bonsai green, things never seen places it shouldn't have been like the blood stream trying to keep clean,
to tamper is mean is it better to dream.
Joshua r Hopkins
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Joshua r Hopkins  30/M/Wales
       rose hopkins, Fheyra, NITIN MUKESH and Lanech
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