|My Camra, by George Chow|
The luck of affinity. Tells me you were once sincere. May the sight lasts. May the post remains. Remember the reasons. How thou art seasons. The days I can keep my pure mood. With my love thinking about you. In the pictures of my camra.
|Posted: 2012-12-28 06:57:29 UTC|
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