''If I told you about her, what would I say? That they lived happily ever
after? I believe they did. That they were in love? That they remained in
love? I'm sure that's true. But when I think of her - of Elisa - the
only thing that comes to mind is a poem, whispered by someone in love,
hundreds of years ago: "Unable to perceive the shape of You, I find You
all around me. Your presence fills my eyes with Your love, It humbles my
heart, For You are everywhere."
Riktīgi smuks tas monstrs. Un spīdīgs. Nē, nē ar Krēslu te nekāda sakara.
Vēlviens pierādījums, ka mīlestība ir way beyond.
Riktīgi smuks tas monstrs. Un spīdīgs. Nē, nē ar Krēslu te nekāda sakara.
Vēlviens pierādījums, ka mīlestība ir way beyond.
izteicās | What the fuck you were thinking?
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