Yet another confession of Mary Elizabeth:
Who could stop this passion, this flight of two lovebirds? I snuggle up to Edward. We’re surrounded by beautiful, endless meadows and pastures. The sun descends below the horizon.
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Yet another confession of Mary Elizabeth:
Who could stop this passion, this flight of two lovebirds? I snuggle up to Edward. We’re surrounded by beautiful, endless meadows and pastures. The sun descends below the horizon.
25F