Once upon a time, there was a mother who loved adventurous land herself, it feels like the wind attached to her own sweetheart spirit, she adores her smell of flowers and plants togetherness, hearing the rain coming down under, the moment of thunder sound effect straight shot, she likes overthink upon her lifetime achievement stories ever been told, she's the coolest, she's the good grooviest person on earth, she doesn't care about the cold wintry weather that much too, she goes on many excellent trips in the road and flown like it is, when she woke up her own outrageous bed, every smile can brighten up compassionately
Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-29-19
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