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Aug 2014
It hurts dancing to the beat of the dial tone. Almost feels like dancing bare foot on a million stones. If I could shrink in and crawl through
the phone lines to fall into your arms trust me I would. To be the size that will fit the rubber and plastic that would be fantastic. All I need is just
a little bit of twisted magic. But i'll cross a thousand states to be right beside you if I could. If only this chaotic dream can come true ~
Carolin
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Carolin  Egypt
(Egypt)   
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