Pumpkins.
I can't ask for anything more ever since you entered my life, walking together through all sorts. Complications arise when apart & solved when lips locked after a nice cuppa + discussion. That's a beauty. You're trying to adapt.Yes.I really appreciate that. Totally. I'm glad yer understand what i'm trying to do & what i've been doing. You wonder whether the flame on our candle will ever die off. Actually, there isn't any flame. It's an unlit candle. And we, ARE the candle. It'll stay the same throughout. And no one, shall light it. No one can.

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Pardon me for bein a idiot... Gee... that last few sentences sound like a poem... Yeah... but its nice... haha...
Thanks. Its from inspiration. plus i love literature. And it's original. yeah!!
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