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. In a garden fair with flowers is where she whiles away her hours. Especially in the months of Spring, gently rocking upon her mood swing. Flying high and dipping low she lets her emotions freely flow. Not caring what the feelings bring, gently rocking upon her mood swing. Hanging beneath an apple tree a virginal symbol of her purity. Listening quiet to the songbirds sing, gently rocking upon her mood swing. © Pagan Paul (25/09/17)
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Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 7:34 PM UTC
Mood Swing
. In a garden fair with flowers is where she whiles away her hours. Especially in the months of Spring, gently rocking upon her mood swing. Flying high and dipping low she lets her emotions freely flow. Not caring what the feelings bring, gently rocking upon her mood swing. Hanging beneath an apple tree a virginal symbol of her purity. Listening quiet to the songbirds sing, gently rocking upon her mood swing. © Pagan Paul (25/09/17)
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Sep 24, 2017 at 7:34 PM UTC
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