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I am Tristan, madly in love with Isolde a woman torn between the will of love and of status of a queen without love and I embark on this daisy i feel your neck on the side of my nose and i lift your hair and i feel the white pedal. your face small and yet again you are a small man. I am Tristan and i am destined to love a woman that will never be mine only in the shadows of the night will your kisses ever taste so sublime.
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Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 4:33 PM UTC
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I am Tristan, madly in love with Isolde a woman torn between the will of love and of status of a queen without love and I embark on this daisy i feel your neck on the side of my nose and i lift your hair and i feel the white pedal. your face small and yet again you are a small man. I am Tristan and i am destined to love a woman that will never be mine only in the shadows of the night will your kisses ever taste so sublime.
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Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 4:33 PM UTC
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