She came. She conquered. She left – with a promise to come back next year.
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The Victory
Uncertain. Unsure. I would love to see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Uncertain. Unsure. I would love to see the light at the end of the tunnel.
She came. She conquered. She left – with a promise to come back next year.
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Flamboyance meets me, and I could be contagiously luring. It kind of comes off in my writing, as my stories of passion and indulgence unfold. View more posts
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