PLAYGROUND OF DREAMS
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Le printemps
"Well you're trees over me,
I'm the green green grass underneath
Don't you ever leave, don't ever leave me."
On se revoit à nouveau, le printemps. Mais il faut vraiment que tu bouges tes fesses un peu plus vite.
Amicalement,
- Tatiana
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