In her dream, beneath the sunshine, rock, and the dried field of the beach's rim. Everything looks more native, gather of animals ex; horses, wolves, eagles and fish by nature feeding. The life was full of the face danger, adventure and magical. The cheiftain was the woman who has the mightiness and incantations. Run, run....ride..ride no saddle no duds no threads was so amusing. Try out and try on the new ploy was so never ending exciting. Until that's fade away, she woke up with the real of grandeur, no more enthusiastic in the real . That's cause she wants to fly ...fly...fly away in the long run.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
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