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By
Invisible Smoke™
6
whispers
“A fine glass vase goes from treasure to trash, the moment it is
broken. Fortunately, something else happens to you and me. Pick up your
pieces. Then, help me gather mine.”
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;) | :7 | ~X( | |||
:D | B-) | :-h | |||
:-/ | #:-S | I-) | |||
:x | :(( | =D7 | |||
:P | :)) | @-) | |||
:-* | =)) | :-W | |||
=(( | :-B | 7:P | |||
2):) | \m/ | :-bd | |||
:!! | :-q | ^#(^ |
:D Yes pls. :)
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Delete*gives ishqo and dhuan a basket to store the pieces until they they can fit the jigsaw *
ReplyDeleteLol thank you Guru ji :P
Delete:) :) *HUGS BEEDU*
ReplyDelete(: (: *Hugs beedu fast fast*
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