"Once there was a way to get back homewood. Sleep pretty darling do not cry, and I will sing the lullaby." I kissed her in the lips, softly, without any passion, without any fire but love.
But it wasn't her, it was the pillow, my pillow. I am going insane...I can't live without her, oh maker, save me..."Sleep pretty darling do not cry, and I will sing the lullaby"
Once there was a way
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