Word Salsa #234

A thousand miles away from my dear to do not yet remains of other notes a mother. - opportunity and gain!
Concha’s brother been any more than expected, tender touch. Your ray riding on forever.
meaning of doubt when I am from sun sang Christmas lights not to out solitude and the whispery sign of gods and wonder.

the end.
The loss of a man!


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