Wednesday, 5 December 2012

All memories gained

And stunning pictures, never better seen than this lovely portraits of live impressive dance to a mermaids theme - slowing loving tune, did reminisce of my passing beloved going beyond my voyage to enjoy another sea, which does make me sigh, willing to steer recklessly into the coming storm. Where she on board, safe passage I would have flown and wisely pass the mermaids theme; but lo, my love once sweet, now bitter and low, adultery did kiss, leaving me a broken man, where death will mend all memories gained.


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