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she was blonde but now brunette, her guy in the States dumped her   with force with a divorce, he hopes to become a citizen of the USA, being married to a Canadian girl got in the way what an inconvenient truth and full of dismay, something about a Presidential Pardon, for those from a certain central america country, the tears were real as she reeled in the wake of his void promises to appear here, you know love is just another word, until you prove yourself worthy of her affections, not a set of misdirection of your affectations, that tells all, with out a touch, and at first blush, your love was an illusion, it was all a trick, you ... there was no promise from the land of liberty, no love without conditions, only admonitions that it has to be about you, and will you call her back when it does not go through? With her age and her beauty, I hope she grabs dignity and feigns a hearing disorder, and if you ever try to cross the border...make sure your headed south. ©DWE102013
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Oct 26, 2013
Oct 26, 2013 at 12:11 AM UTC
so, is this a magic trick?, I missed the magic
she was blonde but now brunette, her guy in the States dumped her   with force with a divorce, he hopes to become a citizen of the USA, being married to a Canadian girl got in the way what an inconvenient truth and full of dismay, something about a Presidential Pardon, for those from a certain central america country, the tears were real as she reeled in the wake of his void promises to appear here, you know love is just another word, until you prove yourself worthy of her affections, not a set of misdirection of your affectations, that tells all, with out a touch, and at first blush, your love was an illusion, it was all a trick, you ... there was no promise from the land of liberty, no love without conditions, only admonitions that it has to be about you, and will you call her back when it does not go through? With her age and her beauty, I hope she grabs dignity and feigns a hearing disorder, and if you ever try to cross the border...make sure your headed south. ©DWE102013
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Oct 26, 2013
Oct 26, 2013 at 12:11 AM UTC
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