The blue balls have the water of wait beseeching to give them a chance to seize the image of her beloved one last time before they lose the temptation for any other sight. |
A look that speaks her naughtiness.. |
my childhood fantasy to live with a bird in her bird house that looks like a castle on the tree |
An attitude carried with passion for ballet holds a dignity in her persona. |
The face , here, mightbe somewhere.. |
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