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No such thing as too much garlic!
Pasta is better overcooked.
Any length of beard looks glorious
On the pretty shape of you.
.
How I miss our start together
And our time a tu per tu,
Drunk on love and high on passion,
We were wild. And we were loud!
.
Every inch of you is perfect,
We would scream from the sloped roof.
But our love has grown so quiet
Since we are no longer two.
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Sasha Desideri
Philosopher, adventurer, mother, and passionate words-lover
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