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PostPosted: Fri Nov 02, 2018 7:11 pm
by Maria Teresa
LOVE IS LIKE A BICYCLE
LEFT OUT IN THE STORM
IF IT´S NOT PROTECTED
RUST BEGIN TO FORM.

SO UNLESS YOU WANT YOUR BICYCLE
TO SLOWLY RUST AWAY
PROVIDE A LITTLE KINDNESS
WHEN THE SKY BEGINS TO GREY.