The open door, Wafting fragrance of freedom beckons. In her veins, Freedom-the coursing blood. The tears Taste different today, A taste of exuberance…
Liyona;
Happy Soul;
The open door, Wafting fragrance of freedom beckons. In her veins, Freedom-the coursing blood. The tears Taste different today, A taste of exuberance…
Liyona;
Happy Soul;
Thank you so much for the share, Sadje
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It’s a pleasure
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Thank you for sharing!
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You’re welcome
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