Saturday, April 30, 2011

In his eyes

Are armories
And rainy days
And galaxies.
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  1. AlbertoMay 1, 2011 at 5:02 PM


    My sweet girl-friend
    Excellent work, I invite you to visit my site:
    http://baladasmp3.blogspot.com
    where you'll find over a thousand ballads in the world to hear and my voice.
    My name is Albert,from Rosario-Argentine
    Kind regards

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  2. Aimee CapinpuyanMay 1, 2011 at 5:10 PM

    HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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