In short you have the crisis of the quarantine to the hour just like me arriving in the south ??
Oh I understand you want to know
But on the net I can not
I know too well what it does
But from my life I can
it is from me
Then listen
When you were torn from me of the reunion of the kingdom of God
All my life I have spoken to you
By ironman
The little toy of my brother who did not want any more
All my life I did not know if I had succeeded
To save the treasure of your real Mom
You are his god
his love
But with the disease
Of one of his parents
She was afraid
Detected at birth
and me
No bigger than you
7 years I remind you
I was marked by the great happiness of having a real mom
like yours
I could not make her suffer knowing your future
3 generation jumped
But I managed to avor this disease
your sickness
But I have the gift that it starts like a sponge
But I did not know until I left david on the spot at my meeting of 007 photo in hand that you were alive!
Why 007
Is that there was an exhibition and me meeting it took place there
But before I knew my destiny
A sacred child that I will charter
As mine will be saved
Without I give the day to me as true maman
Unless my only love
or you
The want
You see him make me a child ???
Still less I think
Then I live with my malice for the love of a real mother that I had the happiness of meeting yours from afar I will never have mine or that I will never be me
All starred from 007
But I knew what you wanted
But you missed the ingredients we will say
Then I made you believe your Australian kangaroo as god
But in truth it is not him
You're fine like him
You're smart like him
You have his memory like him
You are a reproduction by yourself
It means you reproduced everything from memory
I originally needed him
The worst thing is that you are like him
Grumpy temperamental
But honest towards others
talented
too perfect
Your love for the islands are not strangled for you
His life it is posed without me
And me grumpy tattoo
You see me tell him
I love you forever??
He knows it
the motorbike
The old songs
your voice
Your faith
Come from him
And all the rest it's me
But when he looks at you he does not see you he sees me !!! The woman he loves !!! So much in his heart !! Because you are my portrait trait for trait
Cars also
And motorcycle with
And your taste of luxury
It was, but still is
The austalia that is getting pill alcohol toilet wc repeatedly I could not and I do not want it
Your strength is not from australia
But from yourself
Where the mixture makes you
The most wanted man in the world
With my donations too
Which began to come and to 40 you will have the whole
believe me
here
I did it for the love of a sacred mom yours that's all
Ps I do not regret anything
I'm not asking for anything
Just that you live your life as you hear it !!
And of being happy of course
I am that
Every second of my life
thanks to you
This is my strict truth - on jéhova
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