This is the day that ceases to arrive... It survives theoretically only... I have a passion for it to arrive... But my passion hungers eternally... Denee is a tomorrow away... Forever is tomorow...
Reason for writing:
Wrote it cause of previous others, hehe surprise ms. arsenault.
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