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Oct 2014
The strength of a man isn't in the hair on his chest,
It's in his heart,
that lies within his chest.

There is naught to manage
There is zero to pull
There is nothing I desire more than to obey
And all comes by itself.
annvelope
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annvelope  Stockholm
(Stockholm)   
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