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brianretiredaf
Brian L :
love the one who plays the mouth harp
2022-10-17 17:46:07
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0_perspectiva_0
PerspektivA :
Так быстро взлететь.. вы все чудо прекрасны
2022-10-17 17:42:02
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rakhim_ruslan
Ruslan :
Когда приедите в Казахстан город Астана?
2022-10-17 17:25:00
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psz.1972
PAWEŁ SZ ✊👍🙂 :
PIĘKNE DZIEWCZYNY 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰I SUPER MUZA😏
2022-10-18 02:45:54
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xiaohuli27
xiaohuli :
🥰🥰🥰🥰
2022-10-17 17:39:50
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p.f.estela
vicfiore :
esse começo me lembrou : Você chegou pra trazer alegria ......
2022-10-20 22:27:06
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raeb78
user947763118977 :
Azyan beautiful 🥰🥰
2022-10-18 02:27:55
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yukisldm
yuki 🐰 :
venham pra minha cidade por favor
2022-10-22 01:32:42
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stevefornow116
Stevefornow :
🥰 She is so cute. Just a doll 😍 🥰
2022-10-20 16:51:03
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ericregulier
Errig :
je veux danser avec vous 🎶🎶🎶
2022-10-17 17:23:34
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mafaldagomes00
Mafalda Gomes621 :
vcs são maravilhosas e são de qual país
2022-10-23 12:12:03
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user6389738486859
user6389738486859 :
🙋🙋🙋🙋🙋🙋🙋🙋👏👏👏👏👍👍🌹🔥🔥🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹💞💞💞💞💞💞
2022-10-17 17:22:59
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_you_625
zhanel :
Вторая.
2022-10-17 17:19:47
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user00371073
Elizabeth toles :
hell yeah girl🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
2022-10-20 02:41:27
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user2847915504933
user2847915504933heini :
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2022-10-17 17:30:02
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sthefaniaquishpi1
Sthefania Quishpi :
primera 🥰😁
2022-10-17 17:17:10
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hypnosis_phantastica
Hypnosis Phantastica :
I would love to hang out and jam with you all.
2022-10-17 19:20:59
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dastanbisekov
Дастан Уральск 07 :
хайтым аитым чидирмен)))
2022-10-17 18:18:21
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stevefornow116
Stevefornow :
🥰🥰🥰 Azyan 🥰🥰🥰
2022-10-17 18:27:14
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jeanlucbizet
Jean Luc Bizet :
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2022-10-17 18:35:26
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neilmason377
neilmason377 :
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2022-10-17 18:40:59
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abovelaundry
Johnny.z :
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2022-10-17 19:02:20
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"There was this couple I once met. Not in the traditional sense. They didn’t sit down and tell me their story—it was in the way they moved, the way they looked at each other, as if the world around them faded when they were together. It was in the little moments I happened to catch when no one else was watching. The first time I saw them, they were sitting on a bench in a park. He was reading a letter—yes, an actual letter, the kind written by hand. She sat beside him, leaning slightly, as though every word he read was something sacred. I remember thinking how rare it is these days to see people so present with each other. No phones, no distractions. Just the two of them, sharing a moment that seemed to belong to another time. I found out later they’d met by chance, in the most unremarkable way. A train station on a rainy day. She was running late, her umbrella broken, and he offered to share his. A simple act of kindness, nothing extraordinary. But sometimes, that’s all it takes. A shared umbrella. A conversation that starts with, ‘Where are you headed?’ And suddenly, the destination doesn’t matter anymore. They fell in love slowly, in the way the best loves often do. Not in a blaze of passion, but in quiet, steady moments. She loved books, and he’d often leave little notes in the ones she was reading. He loved music, and she’d hum his favorite songs when she thought no one was listening. They didn’t need grand gestures. Their love lived in the details. But life has a way of testing love. He was diagnosed with a condition—a heart issue. Serious enough to cast a shadow over their future. They could have let it break them. People often do, you know. They let fear, or uncertainty, or the weight of the unknown pull them apart. But not these two. If anything, it made them stronger. She became his anchor, his calm in the storm. And he, even with the clock ticking in ways they couldn’t control, made every moment they had together count. I remember once overhearing him say to her, ‘I don’t need forever. I just need you, right here, right now.’ And she smiled—this soft, knowing smile that could light up even the darkest days. Eventually, time did what time always does. It took him away. But their story didn’t end there. You see, love like that doesn’t fade. It doesn’t disappear. She still goes to that park, sits on that bench, and reads the letters he wrote her. She says it’s not about holding on to the past—it’s about carrying him forward, into everything she does. And maybe that’s the kind of love we should all hope for. The kind that doesn’t demand forever, but makes every moment unforgettable. The kind that lingers, long after the last chapter has been written. So, the next time you see a couple in the park, or someone reading a letter with a smile that holds a thousand memories… stop and think. Love isn’t always loud. Sometimes, it’s in the silence. And sometimes, it’s in the rain, under a shared umbrella, where it all begins."**

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