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The Missing love This is the sunrise of your life, booming voice hollered, what do you mean, silly man it is raining outside, well – lamely now- you are alive that is something to celebrate; you are right I have got everything, house car and all that, but wish I had someone to love and take care of. I will drive down to the lost canine place and see if there is a dog that needs me. Not any dog, say, a puppy I haven't got the patience to train one the dog must be about five years old and preferably a house trained ***** It must be an older dog because I’m old so when I die The dog will hopefully die to of old age too.
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Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 12:57 AM UTC
missing love
The Missing love This is the sunrise of your life, booming voice hollered, what do you mean, silly man it is raining outside, well – lamely now- you are alive that is something to celebrate; you are right I have got everything, house car and all that, but wish I had someone to love and take care of. I will drive down to the lost canine place and see if there is a dog that needs me. Not any dog, say, a puppy I haven't got the patience to train one the dog must be about five years old and preferably a house trained ***** It must be an older dog because I’m old so when I die The dog will hopefully die to of old age too.
jan-oskar-hansen
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Oct 1, 2017
Oct 1, 2017 at 12:57 AM UTC
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